I wanderIn the abandoned landsAnxious, curious.Where I always meet someWho are harshSome who are generousSome who are humorousAnd some with dark pastsThey tell their storiesThey
There is a boyThey say he looks like a manBut I can see a tiny boyWho wants to be lovedWho wants to be neededWho needs
A heart touching and a must read poem on India – China clashes and how Indians can give moral support to soldiers if they boycott Chinese apps and products. Comment your thoughts.
Sometimes hot, sometimes cold Sometimes rain, never could be told This was the story of everyday on Earth Uncertain when to wear a sweater, or
Don’t be beautiful When you can do so many things Don’t stay restless, worried and still When you got such mighty wings You create, you
When did it happen, why couldn’t she forsee, She had it all figured out, then how did she fell for thee The calling was strong,
This poem is dedicated to Miss. Priyanka Reddy, a 26 year old Veterinary doctor from Hyderabad, India who was brutally gang-raped and burnt alive on the eve of 27’th November, 2019 while she was returning from the hospital. I would not say may her soul rest in peace. I don’t want to!
There is a time in life when we all miss our old lazy days! In today’s age of devices and social media, our phone is our best friend! In this poem, I have tried to capture a thought which might peek in the minds of those who look back to their leisure life in late nineties – with no hurry, no rush and a very few devices.
A poem about someone who loved, who cared, who lost, who shared – waiting for the other one to show back the love!
I have a sweet little nephew named Ansh! We all know how much we love our cute nephews and nieces. Same is the case here! I just can’t wait to see him, play with him and I am sure I am going to spoil him like anything. He is my loveliest heartthrob and I am dedicating this poem to him. He is just 4 months old when I am writing this poem. Hope you all like it and you too can send it to cute little daemons in your family, without whom there is no fun and happiness for everyone around! Just don’t forget to quote and follow this meager, amateur poet!