Poetry cannot save a broken heart, For people are not poetry. They’re not metaphors, To be spoken in rhymes and rhythm. They’re not set...

How foolish of me to think that, It would be different this time, How stupid of me to believe that, It’s not worth putting everything on...

Kya karu, Yeh waqt hi kuch aisa hai, Kuch na kahu toh, Kya pata kal kaisa hai? Kuch kahu toh, Kisse pata dard kitna gehra hai. Toh aaj na...

The lights are dim, And I keep wondering, About the evening, When only silence spoke, In poetries and songs. The lights are dim, And I...

My spine is too tired, Of holding the weight of this body, Each vertebrae is now screaming to let go, Of something they no longer want to...

Aankhon mein sapne ab bhi hai, Pehle se zyaada, ab kya karu? Kuch chote toh kaafi bade bhi hai, Hakeekat se zyaada, ab kya karu? Irrado...

The corridors are new, But I know faces few, Relieved to see them again, Even if they go, They’ll be back I know, For these are strange...

I’m tired of looking for that ray of hope, That helps me survive the day, Or sometimes make a tough day seem bearable. And yet, today,...

I’m missing out on the hot April sun of Bombay burning my skin. I’m missing out on the cool breeze under the huge banyan tree of a random...

What if we keep on talking, After we stop talking in this universe, And keep the conversation going, Where we actually say, Everything...

It’s so easy to miss someone, You just happen to do it, Like breathing, Naturally in a way, But feeling, Every breath, So intensely, That...

I remember that night when I said it out loud, The feelings that I didn’t know I had for you. I remember that day when I only thought...