Hide and Hide

It's too "peopley" Outside today Let me crawl Back to my shell, I tried, I really did, To be fierce, To prove that I, too, Am like a...

Intimacy

Fingers intertwined Like a python preparing To eat its coveted meal, While beads of sweat Adorned the body Like naturally placed jewels...

My Lover

My yearning to be loved Vanishes every time I look into the almond-shaped Eyes of my lover Whose grey irises Remind me of overcast skies...

Vintage Heart

My old school heart Wanders in the dusty Corners of museums Taking in stories of People and places Long forgotten. My old school heart...

Words For My Mother

I never told my mother That it's okay to slow down And take a break, Put the burden of The entire house away For a while and breathe I...

Memory Games

Things I Would Like To Forget i. The hands of the man Who grabbed the ass Of the 12-year old Sonal Who was getting off A crowded bus on a...

Play Me A Song

There's a song that reminds me of you, The way you lightly place your feet On the cold floor in the morning While letting out a light...

What's Up With Satan?

In the dark black underbelly of Hell, Satan sat on his throne of fire, The palms of his scaly arms Nesting his rugged cheeks, His scraggy...

What If?

What if you came back On a bright June afternoon To the sophisticated arrangement of bricks That you have named "Home" But didn't find me...

My Women

My women want me to break free From the chains that once bound them To the grounds of dark and dingy Cells built by the society But my...

Forever

Forever might be short, And sometimes, short might be The blink of an eye, Or the time it takes you to trace The frame of your lover's...

DREAMSCAPE - PART 3

I turned around to face a frail, short man. He looked ancient, but might have been around 70 years old. In the brief five seconds that I...

Tidying Up

My mother always tells me That for a person with OCD, I live like a rat in the subway, With everything around me As messy as it could...

Mundane Mondays

Is it sad, or is it funny that Despite being young, My soul is already so tired, That the only reason I am still alive Is because I rely...

Deforestation

I was the quintessential billionaire Who had zero respect for people, Everything that I was, was the courtesy of My late father, who was...

Sunday Morning

Madurai: In what seems to be a rather tragic turn of events for a couple residing in P.T. Rajan Road, it has been reported by a certain...

Achy Breaky Heart

Aim of the Experiment: Dissection Of a Broken Heart Equipment Required: A bruised mind, a handkerchief or a tissue paper, your guilt food,...

Bus Journeys

One fine day, when I was four, My mother took my sister and me On a bus ride to Mausi's place, Back in 1998, it was a forty minute ride...

The Two Kitchens

In the eternal war between The mother's side of the family, And the father's side of the family, Somehow magically, almost always, It is...