Confessions

May be we shouldn't have confessedIt was a little more Love was not the word we useLove brought out our insecuritiesYou know how it feels when my head rests on your shoulderI know how it feels when you hold me nearerAnd that was enough May be we shouldn't have confessedIt was a little more Together...

Holding On

There is a space between the ribs. It is called emptiness. As hollow as it may seem, it is heavy. I carry it well on the outside but inside the pain is unbearable. I smile, I laugh, I push myself to smile till every muscle of my body tears apart. I may be the happiest...

Pause

It is the silence of the mountains that intrigues. No matter how long I stay here, the silence never disturbs. The occasional rickety pick-up truck passing by also seems in-tune with the mountainous silence. The laughing thrush disapproves my silent presence but it accepts the smoke emitting pick-up as its own. May be they both...

after the sunset

shades of redilluminate the sky,celebration ofa day gone by.shadows of mountainsscapes the blue,the tangerine ballpasses through,bringing homethe midnight jay,a few hours morefor it to stay… -Vibha

Freedom???

Trapped in the wings tied to her Fly they said you are liberated Pushed into the labirynth she fluttered Survival the wings cut into her flesh Freedom comes for a price she did not ask Tears washed the glow she was born with Butterfly as the colour spread to her wings Blood she answered as...

Digitally Lone

The world is connected like never before and yet we are more lonely than ever... Voices all across just construe to noise. We live all alone.

Alone

Down the hill, by the river the old tree grows. I have not seen it fruit in my life but I hear it was laden in its hay days. It has wrinkled and bent a little but the shade is here to stay. I sit beneath it for a while, I look around trying to...