I see- Grey sea Grey sky Kites fly Wings spread like an uchiwa*, soaring high- Above the twenty-second storey circling the minarets of Haji Ali*
Category: Poetry
The Sparrow
Have you seen the delightful creatures Cocking their head to the side like a little child watching their beady eyes blinking in awe before they
A call away
There are people you want to talk to Whose call you wait for Your finger hovers over their number and you think ‘Is this a
Shine like the sun
I love my side of the bed Beside the big French windowFrom where I can see the stars and the moonand the lights of the
Published :Branches- when will the madness end
I lost my uncle on 28th of September to COVID-19 within three weeks of my grandma’s passing.
When I lost my grandma on September 9th, I thought I still had him.
If I don’t watch out, I’ll slip
Slide down the rabbit hole
And not find my way up
So, I hold on desperately
To a branch I’ve known
Smooth is its bark
Sturdy, easiest to hold
so I think
