todayan offshoot ofa long dead yesterdayor bearer of unknown future-moments count beatsreincarnatewith unique soul beautyof a processed experiencenow dead I planneddifferent songsunsung musical chordsconquered my voice - poetic milesaway I mappedunexplored routesunderground vibrationsblew my plans off to smithereens-earthquakes I liveunredeemed timebreathe unclaimed oxygeninfuse unheard stories to makefutures Sunday Confessionals - Today


Fairy Tales

The fairies that live beneath the ground always boost energy. It is strange how those with the power to fly choose to remain underground and inspire others. The colors she sees flying across the sky in the form of clouds, rainbows, sunrise or sunset hues become fairies in her mind. They are real, visible but … Continue reading Fairy Tales


When did I become A searchfrom a pathway Who labeled a fading scar aspersistent ache Why did I agree to move mountainsand build a graveyard What blinded me enough to lose visionin search of light How did I change a metaphorto autobiography Written for Sunday Confessionals

Musician on a break

The poetry form is Echo Verse rest, recharge, recuperate … eightnights of musical bands — bannedall songs, all sound bytes - bitesof kebab, pints of alcohol - hallmark of decadence boos - boozejust blocks ache, sleep arrests - restnow till pain finds a berth - birth of memories, sorrow again - gaininsights till you get … Continue reading Musician on a break


I met a cousin after 24 years. The last we met was at his wedding, and his daughter is 21 now.  She is unusually friendly and eager to mingle. I’m tired after the journey, but she keeps firing questions, “You were fond of reading in childhood, weren’t you? You spent time alone in your grandfather’s … Continue reading Genetics

Sunday Confessionals at MLMM

Is it too much to ask for stability and a lack of toxicity around you? Is it a sin to live life the way you like it? Is it a crime to hold your own opinions, and not give in to pressure? Why is one criminalized for being independent? I wipe away scars as they … Continue reading Sunday Confessionals at MLMM