Dreams 

​Quiet nights be our witness,  and starry skies  do see,  This night would listen, and so would many,  that are yet  to be,  The little tales of charm we seek,  woven with  moonbeams, Of how we loved and unmade ourselves  in our  living dreams.

Lil’ lil’ things 

With evolution and inheritance playing between species, generations and between the very cells we’re made of… humans seem to be its best result. Having a cranial capacity of 1300 cc, eyes with a contrast ratio of 100 000:1, luminance range of 1014 …. it is but obvious, we’re blessed beings. But in the rush of city lights and…

Chai 

I was urged to write since the moment today, about half hour ago, while I was sipping from a papercup of tasteless chai* in the college canteen. The point of time when my spectacles fogged from the vapours of the ten rupee chai, and my vision blurred temporarily into a trance- I knew I had…

Times I smiled

within your words, i found,  a voice of me i lost,  within your smiles, i saw my own reflections embossed,  within you presence, and mere existence,  i found my own engrossed   in wordy talks, in light muse,  the poems that I did spell,  were nothing more love, they were,  the times i smiled, when…