We spread out the world map, Sit across the floor with hot chocolate by our sides, Closing our eyes and holding our hands, We land on a...

The pink tint of the sky, Reminds me of the time we spent by, The lake of water lilies and swans, And walking by the rose lawns. How i...

Today I’ll blame another poet like me for writing all the songs we heard together. I’ll blame him for penning down the magical moments we...

Even if you are some six and a half thousand kilometers away, you seem close today. As if you are the moon in it’s position of perigee...

I’ve been reading too many poems written by poets who are heartbroken in love. Each poem I read I’d either too sad for me or too...

All I want to do sometimes is type down everything and sending it to you. The way I saw you looking at me, the way you silently started...

I want to look at you while you catch butterflies and fireflies because I love the way your forehead wrinkles while you concentrate to...

I write because I don’t want to forget the minutest details of what you said, how you looked, who were around us, the butterflies in my...