With slumber dancing around my eyelids, And the pastel coloured curtains fleeting with the winter winds, I feel a little…
The Sudoku man sleeps next door, Left unbothered by the rain tumbling on the corrugated roof. He works like an…
The fog lifted up and so did we, The smoke from the chulha was painting a dull picture, We moved…
I don't have fancy words to bleed, Because I have a distaste for forced poetry, I like to keep things…
Like the fire burns the wood shavings, reducing each to a pile of dust. The silence when the world around…
She was a literature lover and fan of Virginia Woolf's work. He was a doctor but not of hearts. Quite…
When I was a little girl, I reminded myself not to keep dreams in those starry eyes, especially in broad…
She took the flight of stairs, Heaved as she set her foot on the terrace, The sighs seemed to be…
Lying on the soft velveteen grass, I as usual in my pensive state thought of you. Not deciding to fan…
I am addicted to the madness of the gurgling rivers that weep in silence, And the lofty pine and spruce…