There are situations so simple, Yet so difficult to solve, Some, creation of your own will, and some of your own thoughts, Why then we...

Between choosing what to do and what not, Between considering all the options laid on the table, Between today, tomorrow and the days...

There are hundreds of tiny fragments floating in the day leading me back to what you used to say. When do you have holidays? Are you...

If we knew we were ephemeral, We would have probably spoken a little earlier, A little longer, A little more than necessary, Sharing...

Was today so bad that I cannot think of a single thing to write on? To rhyme on? To rant on? To smile on? It wasn’t. Then, why is that it...

I wish I could just lie in my bed and stare at the sky just before the sun rose, thinking about all the things I loved rather than...

The first time I heard your name I knew I was going to have trouble to forget it no matter what. I kept on saying it again and again in...

I just wish sometimes to just end the writing streak, Send the chain of six hundred and fifty plus blogs in a black hole, Not write a...

Fifteen days of phases, Then you disappear, For a day, Making sky so lonely, Almost a repelling fear. In a parallel world, Fifteen days...

There won’t be a limit for the sunsets I would want to watch in my life because each sunset is a the proof of a successful rotation of...

Then comes a morning with literal sunshine and hope, Making your forget all the ones not so hopeful, Sprinkles magic here and there,...

Poetry is something which speaks when all the words don’t justify the way you are feeling. Poetry is something which screams all the...