Poems

The Flames 







The flames come licking at her face as she pushes it out of her mother-in-law’s grasp.
A scorched tuft singeing her nose and the sound ...

Just Some Memories 




Your words float like the smoke from my coffee cup
Singing my face and fingers
Till I feel them scorching my nail tips.
Only it is not you ...

The Rainy Street 





Lush green grass at the end of the road
is visible from the window I see
the lonely raindrops gather at the
pane of my window
as to assemble
...

Random Notes From a Lover 







Of a thousand reflexes
this one haunts me the most:
the ability to feel
and the tingling sensation
on my skin
when you touch my hand
...

Seasons 







This cyclic, never ending
aura of this monsoon;
we walked together battling the enormous
force of raindrops

they slap me on my face ...

Void, the Emptiness of Life 





United; yet apart
The leaves fall timelessly… I wander about
Not considering the crowd
Absurd; it may seem…
For I’m a social animal. Atleast ...

One Last Time 







One last time hold my hand
and let's walk in the rain
drenched from head to toe

One last time let's go back to the place
where we often ...

What If? 






What if tomorrow,
The sun doesn’t shine?
What if tomorrow,
The birds don’t fly?

I ask this question,
again and again,
what if tomorrow,...

A Ray of Light 







I couldn’t find my way
The darkness engulfed me
Everywhere my eyes searched
But alas! Could not see

Wish I could see a ray of light
...

Him 





I fondly remember the December Kolkata skies;
in which his hand shivered at the touch of the
tap water's shrill
as amma prepared dinner for ...