Label me not a criminal

I’m merely an artist

Creating beauty and love

Into life I believe in

From inspirations close to my heart.

 Kill not my voice

I’m merely a dreamer

Weaving stories and grandeur

Into life I imagine

From visualisations I fell in love with.

I don’t wear a mask

Nor do I mask myself

I’m the lover in a journey every time

Of difficult paths, differences and expressions

From generalisations I remain unbound.


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Last December

She stood frozen

Having decided to dance

Challenging the winter.

This December

She stands frozen

Meeting the same face

That had challenged the previous winter.

The clock struck again

And the year passed by.

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Did you just say

You gave me extra ketchup?

Is it out of love

Or being in love?

Either way, love is beautiful;

Give a form you love to name.

So, why not test the colour –

How deep is the red?


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Could you get me a glass of ice please?


Don’t tell me I need to give my reasons.

Yes, for every why requires an answer.

Well, wanted to check if it melts the same way.

In that case, it’s just the way question gets answered.

Spill not a drop

Not anymore,

For reasons may wary….

Their eyes remained focussed

Where the ice met the glass.


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I never said,

“You owe me a dream.”

Life manifested

Even more beautifully….


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In the shadowed

Existence of many shadows,

Cast in the shadow;

Longer or shorter,

Hopes or fears,

Lead or follow,

Life becomes undying

As promise.

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divine surender

To every light,

There is a lamp.

As soul enters body

Life begins.

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