Doors With No Handles
This is my letter to the world.To each one of you.So read till the end.You’ll love it, I promise!I walked into my 7…
Category: Poetry
Some intense feelings that flow in the form of poems…
Miracle With A Skin
You wanted the barbie dollThat was a doctor And that could also cook.But it was so expensive, that you didn’t have the heartTo…
The Act of Disappearing
I was sixWhen Dad took me to see the circusAnd I stood transfixed Before the magician,As the rabbit, the bouquetAnd a young lady,Vanished…
When is a monster not a monster?
When is a monster not a monster? After the sun rises and the blood clotsWhen the bruises turn purple from maroon,When he cradles…
Memories of Love
37 Summers later,I sit on that old reclining chair,The one that belonged to my grandmother. I have made a garden out of my…
The Perfect Crime Scene
The bouquet was taut in my hand with a beautiful paper protecting it. Or perhaps, protecting my hands. It was funny! Why would…
Old, Eerie Souls
Grey Old Eerie Brimming with stories If you look carefully, you can see forms, like wisps of smoke trying to enter the house…
Nothingness that Enbraces Me
PEELING PAINT That long lost memory that resurfaces Like a blow on your face, And you are torn between wondering Where the memory…
Ghosts That Await You
I look out my window Towards that make-shift gate, I have been waiting, For long and it’s about time. It’s just me, the…
Forget the World and Look
If you look carefully, you’ll see that even a garbage dump will have something beautiful. Ignored, but Beautiful. If you look carefully, even…