The Inescapable 

Staring at her moonlit face careworn was her look her eyelids hanged  laden with tears her chest heaved rammed with sorrow she couldn't be a bit on the side and he knew he wasn't cruel for letting her go It was so inescapable like a breathe this,they couldn't skip craving for the last bit they… Continue reading The Inescapable 


Tired Song 

The old luminous song The song of I love you Of rosy lips  and glossy eyes That song, It doesn't move her anymore To it's beats her heart cries Beneath it's note,her soul is enslaved . That tired  song, Will it  ever make her smile again? Will it ever touch her heart? Will it ever… Continue reading Tired Song 


​I recall how we kissed worries fully dismissed under the lit street lamp Still your grip like a cramp Pressing me drum tight Eyes flashed in the night All our feelings fremd our throats hemmed . Then the lights flickered We stared and snickered strong cold wind howled the street dogs growled the drizzling atmosphere… Continue reading Waiting


The little Dire  Of less admire The city of poets  Who wrote daily Of the rustic plains Hot stifling air  Of the dull ambience And of Dire amidst its mere love . All went unread daily And so day by day Life grew colder Slowly the ink drained The touch of the quills slowly faded… Continue reading Dire

New Day

Its a nice morning New day to continue the struggle  I sit up in my bed Blackened mood,I don't know why My eyes sweep across my little shoddy abode Yesternight I don't know what happened I tried my all,to sleep a happy soul Its morning but the dark cloud is still there 70 missed call,....landlord… Continue reading New Day

I call your name

The wind blows And it isn't a gust But strong and lasting With a tight grip It catches my breath With it to the west Yet to the east I want to dwell To the far east I want to wake up Wrapped into your arms To the real east Is my heart and soul… Continue reading I call your name

Time Off

After the combat All soldiers unarmed Off the suit of armour Ambience a trailed wreckage Thus a complete pyrrhic Night fell moonlessly Minds display of disquiet Faces woebegone Eyes on the sky It's faded glamour Shrouded with bloody clouds hands fiddling with talisman He was in the assemblage Yet he didn't conflate His cynosure was… Continue reading Time Off