Only few things get me through bad days. Prateek Kuhad’s songs. A perfect cup of tea. The clouds. Poetry. Today, None have worked. The...

With cumulus all over the blue sky, Letting only little blues see, The sun glows up to me, Half smiling, Demanding a poetry. I laugh...

How do you get rid of songs, Stuck in your head? Songs which mean more than the lyrics, More than the chorus, More than the words? Songs...

Storms might be on your way, Or the calm waves of the sea, Strangers on known routes, In a life, Busy as a bee. Find peace in the sea,...

I wake up with a stone cold heart, Minus in degrees, Minus in feelings, Minus all the way, Minus in healing, From the heartbreaks, From...

It’s not working out. The dreams. The hopes. The wishes. The poems. The photographs. The sunsets. The clouds. The books. The songs. The...

Isn’t it easy to make her smile? With a lily today, A sunflower tomorrow. With a text in the morning, Slyly teasing her for something she...

You say not today, When your home is on fire, Amidst the snow storm. You say not today, When the night demands to settle, Unsettling the...

Today the words demanded new, Poetry, place and person, To be drafted into verses, To be saved into notes, To be read when sad, To be...

I go back and read the old poetries I wrote, Some for you, Some for us both, Everyone of them says just one thing, It all happened for a...

Remember the summer afternoons, 15 summers ago, When all we hoped for was, To not get caught while playing hide and seek. Remember the...

How we never know that one date from the calender can become so significant in our lives. Today it could be just a normal day, where life...