The Carnal Basal
Poetry has its flaws, a point far beyond perfectionA happy man can’t spell the simileNeither there’s been a man without …
Kshitij Sinha
The Dragon Breath
The dragon breathLike a tremor sizzling middle of the nightLike tremors resonating the stars above and brightI wished and I …
Whispers of The Sea
There’s a way sea soundsIt’s omnipresent it’s ubiquitous I see you I feel you, like a wave as it passes byThe lullaby …
Remain in me
I have walked over your grave. The ashes were dead and so red it remainsRemain in me till your last …
Your Hands
Your hands your fingersAren’t they a Midas touch of creationWonders of divine… So artistic is their smile Moavi can I hold …
Espresso and Chai
Sitting at the aisle of darknessDwelled..contemplating the layers of introspectionI feel so weak that I let myself goLook at my …
