तुला कळत नाही …

तुला कळत नाही माझी शांतता, मला येत नाहित तुझे शब्द; तरीही स्पर्शाने होतो आपन दोघे स्तबद्ध! मनाला मनाची भाषा कळते, म्हणुनच त्याला प्रेमाची आशा असते. तुझे सारे बोल अबोल मला …

The fatal pattern of freedom

The fatal ‘pattern’ of freedom

Friendship and freedom seem to go hand in hand. The freedom to say whatever you want to without being afraid of being judged, asking stupid questions and receiving equally stupid …

The dye has been cast

The dye has been cast

You read the warning And you ignore! You light me as a stick And you ignore! I burn, I cry, I scream, You wail, laugh or weep But you never …

A Poet

A poet is just someone! Someone who sees Who listens Often mistaken as beaten! A poet is just someone! Someone who belongs to an imaginary world Who is looked upon …