Reels and Feels

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...

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

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...

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

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...

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...

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...

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...

Pitter patter, pitter patter, The droplets of rain Race down the sloped roof And then take a big jump Into the existing puddle Of...

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 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 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...

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...

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...

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...

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

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...

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

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...

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...