Leaping over the walls of wailing Leaving behind the empty valleys of longing and loneliness Echoes of desires growing faint As I near...

Where does it begin, where does it end? Does one set out to write it or it chooses to flow itself through sheer abandon of guilt and...

Too many to know to count or even behold filling to the brim the fields of my vision The firmament a mere fraction of a canvas that goes...

Without me perceiving or scrawling a line or two about it It will still continue to exist. Perhaps better that way, by itself, not forced...

His eyes were white Like the eggs well cooked Dark dots of iris clearly amiss Led by his nose he traversed through life guided by smells...

A distraction grown out of proportion beyond stitches, seams and reams of fashion From barks and hides or just about anything one could...

Why outrun what you've already left behind even if it is only for this moment brief and one off as it may be still you are the one who...

Dearest Arjun, A much better person you're already than I was your age Way more resolved, much responsible than I'd have dreamed for...

Having concluded the prayer meeting he would take a stroll not at his customary pace but one meant for contemplating over the events of...

The , the trees, the meadows, the mountains and the nameless pebbles meditating at the bottom of sea Standing witness tall in praise or...

Etched on the scape of eternity unlike every footprint is what I scribble on these pages is far from art or poetry Pages that are at...

Booking a flight can be fun especially if you have time enough to choose from the many options you do not need Extra legroom for those...

Once upon a time flying past the cloud nine I came upon a perfect storm brewing in a teacup a tempest I couldn't resist to dive in biting...

Ten, nine, eight a new era about to shape Seven, six, five this is our part of the space Four, three, two we are almost through One, zero...

With intentions or without meaning any With bias or without any prejudice With sides to take or falling unawares on either of the ways...

Before Christ or after his death at the crucible of human kindness and prevalent curiosity that could not take the answers it wasn't...

As real, as familiar as hopping into a car, turning the key, putting in the gear and hitting the asphalt or tar or in this case, years...

How do people manage to reach fiftieth anniversary of their only marriage, without killing each other or divorcing again and over, fifty...

Neither your past nor your morrow Neither your joy nor your sorrow None of your experiences beautiful or bleak Are out of the ordinary...

The right time to reap a smile The exact moment to feel content The dawn of the day after which to be - happily ever after The night that...