Category Archives: Poetry

A giant pencil, Drawing out With every unseen colour, Beginnings And beginnings And beginnings Of surprises And laughter. Solid, With enough strength to lean on, To bend, Without fear of splinters. A giant pencil with an equally giant eraser, Forgiving, Removing, Mistakes made, When the giant pencil stilled, And at the wrong spots, Slipped.  Continue reading “How I would paint love:”

Dropped my bag on the hard subway seat, Dropped my head on his round shoulder bone, Covered with the sweatshirt he had earlier got, His body felt soft and warm. Dropped my lids on my cheeks, Felt the subway rock me to sleep, Felt his breath deepen when I moved, When the lurch of theContinue reading “Drop”

To express, To enjoy, To explore, To rejoice, And to live, And to soar, To record Memories of all sorts, To escape, And to learn, To survive, To not burn Through the thoughts Which eat up All the space Left in me, I write. There’s a song, In every word That flights Through the purseContinue reading “My Reasons”