The Leaf
On the balcony of my shared room, I stood. Watching. Observing. It is there, where on a tree nearby, I saw a leaf. "The" leaf: Browned...
The Smoke
We sat a hands distance away. She tore the plastic off the packet and pulled out a cigarette. ⠀⠀ “I don’t like cheap cigarettes”, she...
Bottles.
The prattling of the rain, The haunting of the mist, The worries and the pain, The comfort of your kiss. The darkness of the night, ...
Love Story.
It’s cold. I wake up. The train is whooshing through. A River? No. These are fields flooded by rain. The icy wind beats on my face. ...
Let The Nature Do The Talking.
Unscathed, Uncivilized, Untamed, Ungroomed. Unchanged, Untouched, Unalloyed, Unpruned. Nature’s way it is; Let it flow its way. Cut not,...
A Poet's Poem
There is a thing with us “poets”. We see a lot, We think a lot, We feel a lot. We observe… No, not like your Sherlocks. We don’t...
