When every original thought you ever come up is shared fluently in more than 6500 languages known to the mankind? Why to even bother writing a poem? Poetry is born unloved. Carved to perfection through lethal precision And as a guilt ridden riddle you keep twisting it until you have to cut it out so … Continue reading How Writing Poetry can Save your Soul
A poem on Mumbai, and stranded thoughts on a city I call home.
Poem for the soul.
The earth one day will swallow you wholeWhen the first rains will mock your existenceand death will linger on your bed sheets and sofaand even as you run away from the freshly cut grassthat run it's smooth tips on your feet, you'll never remain at peacewhile your friends romanticize the first rain with ecstacyyou know … Continue reading Petrichor a poem