I want to wear the moon, Like a pendant, Close to my heart, As it listens to every beat of it, When it slows down in moments of solace,...

Don't you think? That wind is, A love language of nature, An equivalent to physical touch, As it breezes past everything and everyone,...

Ek garmi bhari dophar mein kya chahiye? Ek mitti ka matka, Uska ek glass thanda paani. Ek kairi, Mirchi-namak lagaake. Ek kitaab, Khoob...

They wanted me to bend and break, They wanted me the mould and shape, Into something they liked, Into something they could despise, But...

Your memories, Pushed their way again today, To sit, Possibly have a cute, little picnic, On top of my mind. Reminding, reminiscing,...

It keeps happening again and again and again, And I'm not complaining, But, I am in awe, To see it happen, Every single time, The magic,...

There were right there, On top of that tree, Those red flowers, Who called me from far away, And I beelined straight to them, Without...

The wind in the sky, Bringing in the cirrus clouds from away, Decorating the blue roof, In its own pretty way, With a touch of crescent...

When the sky is a certain colour, And the moon has been away for a day or two, It's first glimpse brings joy, The same way, The heart...

Proof follows, It doesn't preceed, With every gut feeling, Manifesting in intuitions, A single thought, Becoming reality, Only for you to...

I often think, That if I'm this good, When I'm putting in less than 50% efforts, Then how great I could be if I put in 100% efforts....

I look into your eyes, And see constellations, Twinkling with passion, Existing unapologetically, Loving endlessly, Blooming gracefully,...