Blades of grass are turning brownAs she, with her bright auburn hair,Dances with the trees,Unleashing the transformation,The change, that we are so afraid will comeAnd blow you into the unknown of regeneration.
I stood at a distance, ripples knocked at my feetMesmerized by the beauty, here we meet Wind hissed secrets in my ear ‘Dal Lake I am’ said a wrinkle in the water loud and clear Amazed was I to hear it chatter With a snivel the water began to clatter Cusps of steam winged to […]
On a particular evening at the Safdarjung Tomb, I came across a couple that fit perfectly in the frame of light & shadow. It made me think “as the shadow follows a body, the light of day (her presence) is followed by the night (his love)”.
As the Sun reflects in this drop, everything that has given birth to Nature is captured in that one drop.
The streaks of light were stark against the darkness of my workplace, their reflections in the warm light module illuminating the room. Fascinated with the intricacy of it all, taking a photo of it was the least I could do to remember this amazing happenstance.
It’s a wonderful startDeep inside the heart,So pure, it’s instant allure. Words are unsaidBut give so much.For without them it is toughTo be there until the end.
The moon illuminates the forest night, the rays of light splitting the darkness. The leaves, the trunks, the ground, nothing escapes the light. Yet, behind all of these, shadows are cast. And traces of the darkness remain still, hiding under the layers.
Most of us have things we aspire to do, plans to see through and foundations to build. But Life isn’t always simple and easy. We may build up our lives, try to do things right with every step, but Life is like a game of dominoes. All it takes is a push and everything that […]
Her heart breaks a little.She cannot lay still enough to sleep.Peeping through her shrouded abode,She wishes that it may not be true. Anguished thoughts in silenceFill the cold space between us;Just nothingness of the soulAnd emptiness in the eyes.
As the clouds cleared up, the rain, now stopped, seemed to have washed dreariness from the world. And in this newly-painted scenery, a single leaf stood out, with a green so deep that I could sink into it. It drew me in and evoked in me a connection that I couldn’t help but capture.
The mind is like a water body, fluid and temperamental, often subject to influence by its environment. And these changes may cause the smallest ripple or the largest wave. And to be at peace, we must find the calm in the chaos.
Words are easily rewritten and ambiguous. People seldom say what they mean, for matters of the heart are a complicated thing and are difficult to trust others with. But the eyes, the eyes reveal what words do not. In the eyes of a person is depth, the depth of their emotions, the depth of their […]
“Good art conveys ideas, emotions and, the motive behind its creation. Beyond the aesthetic, we must persevere for a balance of emotions. Used until turned into a cliche but still, beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. Changing mediums lend credence to changing perceptions. But powerful art is an expression that is above medium, […]
This poem is about a son’s love for his father. It begins describing the father’s and goes on to show love the son has for his father. “His father is everything to him. He knows what his father did and how much he sacrificed for his son. In the end, it is clearly shown that […]
The word ‘Parama’ in Bengali and Sanskrit is used to appreciate a woman by associating her existence as a wonderful individual of magnanimous, charismatic character with superhuman capabilities. According to the ancient Hindu texts, the evolution of the cult of mother worship and glorification started with the critical explanation and correlation of the eternal primordial […]
Horrors like the Kathua incident shake my very faith in humanity. We are better than this and the world deserves better of us. While equality is meant to unequivocally protect, respect and honor everyone, it still has a way to go.
The world is her oyster. And the mandala is her way of taking deep breaths and taking the world in.
More fantastical than fairies and mermaids are the creatures of oceans. Grace and power together meld in their beautiful forms—that demand to be cherished.
Today, I want to apologize for lots of things.Mother hands me a fistful of red apple slices and asks me if I’ve taken my medicine.I’d like to start at a place where I was free: from being riddled with jealousy at the very thought of you and me not being youandme anymore.The apples taste grievous- […]
October blooms into the tiresome red ofthe heart of the bougainvillea.The sun craves for knees, feet, arms, and fists;in the vein of bloody, fighting, and sacrificial. Mouth bites at cold, girl awakes: from hands proddinginto breast, each finger a sword, predator sinking into prey.It is toilsome tact, the premeditated fall of child from cradle,of innocence […]