Give me independence,
I want to fly,
As you know what ever I try,
I need my string to be,
In your hand,
Because if you let that go,
I will be snatched,
May be tore apart,
Owned by someone else,
Or I will die.
So give me enough space,
Give me independence,
I am happy to have you some control,
Because I know it is you in end,
Who keeps me sane.
Who allows me space,
Enough so I feel
Independence in Bondage.


Distant Love

Every time I see that face, 
I just want to kiss that lips,
Kiss those eyes, 
I imagine feeling your breath,
The warmth, 
I want you to hold me, 
And tell me stories,
And I smile looking at that face. 
Those big eyes,
That big smile, 
Makes me question the maker,
Why can’t I fly.

Floating two Straw!!!

Bare foot, I was wondering,
Walking in garden,
Saw her,
Walking her Dog,
With dew in her hair,
From the spider nets,
Within the shades of water droplets,
I got her glance.

I walked to her,
Called her by name,
The meet after 10 years,
Was just like a dream.
Carefully decided on time,
To meet.

The old love sparked,
We remembered those days,
Lucky for me she was still same,
We did hold our hands,
And planned to recreate
What we did at our last meet.
We walked out,

After a while I can feel her breaths,
It was the feel, what we imagined,
The breath of our did appear,
Our breath were warm,
And lips were flickering
The leading kiss was passionate,
The waves were slow,
We floated over it,
As if joined together were two straw.

Life is my teacher!!!

​Drips and drops, 

I walk on rocks, 

Living my life in freedom, 

Finding my own spot,

Let the flow be against me,

Let it be as cold it can,

But I find what I wish to, 

In the dark, 

On the hard rock. 

A string is enough for me to balance, 

The focus is on my own strength,

My life has taught me things, 

Everywhere, the splash of knowledge, 

Is what I see!!

Love and Kiss


Word are not something which can say what love is,
The meaning is so hard to put on papers,
It is something which let’s one skip a beat,
Or force the eye shut,
It is something you feel inside,
The love is an orgasm without actually having one.


I am not very clear, I am thought less,
About how I feel while getting kissed,
I am not sure, I even forget,
Who took the first leap,
I just remember the feel, the softness,
I remember the fume of her sweet smell,
The warmth of her breath with my every heartbeat,
I only remember the feel of how she felt.



I know from the day I remember,
I can rely on you,
And I know that you will always be there,
When I will need you.

I might be a gift for you in beginning,
But I know we will be friends for life,
We may fight over something for a while,
But I know we will share every moment.

We started as sisters, we will become friends,
We will guard each other, we will love every second!!

I Am Sorry!

10849760_719038058192913_1804122520339605633_nI am sorry, I shouted at you,
I am sorry I got angry,
I am sorry that I was not there,
But it was not something,
I ever expected,
I didn’t know you will be lost,
I didn’t know I will never see you,
I was angry that you kept me waiting,
I was angry that you didn’t see me,
But I never knew that unhappy I will be last,
Which talked to you.

I am still angry,
You didn’t fill the promise,
You said you will come back,
You promised that I will be the one,
You will first meet.
And look at you! You are gone,
Leaving us all in shock,
And a promise which will make me regret,
My last anger for life.

You remember,
It wasn’t long when we got close,
We shared bench, we shared lunch,
Taking nap during break,
Cracking jokes and pulling pranks,
I have always missed that,
You remember,
4th bench of the first row,
For All the 4 years,
Yes you missed one,
And you bragged about that one,
That you had so much fun.

I hope it was not true,
I hope you were all fine,
I hope you still there to dance,
Like a maniac, like a drunkard,
I hope that we can still pull your legs,
Tell you off for the flirt you were,
I hope I was not angry,
On the last call,
I hope I had the chance to say,
But it is late, you are gone,
And all I can do is to say it again, I am sorry!

A poet

A gentle heart, overwhelmed with thoughts,
Scribbled papers, inked hands,
Pouring what inside,
It may make sense to one,
And not to other,
That make one a writer.

Turning shadows in to mountains,
The morning in to paintings,
A God on papers,
Scientists by mind,
Can imagine a world of nonexistent,
That’s how the writers are!

Year of changes!!

Not every day is same, not is the year,
Why to worry then, why to fear,
For me, it was a year of change,
Books and lecture changed into office hours,
Cold and wet weather changed to dry and hot,
From the gravel beach to Delhi roads,
It was the year I moved a lot.

Just not for me,
Life changed for people around too,
Wedding bells for quite few I knew,
For many, 9 to 5 routine was in queue,
But I am pleased with all the change,
And I hope others feel the same.

With the lessons from the year last,
I am moving ahead and moving fast,
With the wish for the others and myself,
Be the coming days are exciting and full of smile,
Hope there is peace and days are less stressed,
And people find strength in each other’s hand!