Category Poetry

Evolution wall*

The wallscape of their minds is a story like an entire evolution – the loot that was perpetrated the crimes they wore like a jewel in their crown. The murders that were done and forgotten like a chapter in an elementary school book and the bullets and bombs that exploded inside the homes and then […]


a poets treasury is not in just forging good aromatic words, for words often fail to be grasped in their entirety, or meaning for words, through the separation by layers of subtle meaning, which authors exercise full liberty upon to separate, may delight, or enlighten, but the same layers render words practically useless unless the […]

Reviews of my Fourth book The Re-Reckoning (01)

A passage to India*

This great nation an eternal river of wisdom running back out of the ocean – the source of everything known and unknown; seeking dry worlds to moisten the ignorance born. This great land a bearer of a million beaming Suns dazzling out from the galaxy of the billions, the forebear of philosophies, of religions to […]

let go.

the honour of love is to let it go when it be made sure that it will not come back upon calling. it is wise on a lover’s judgement to forgo love, that can not beseech peace in its bosom where it was grown, and not become a subject of its residue for the rest of […]

The Journey of Re-reckoning (Part 2): Poetic-Pregnancy and Procrastination.

WHY SO ‘LATE’ SON? BECAUSE Jonathan Swift took a lot of time to invent Vanessa and Ayn Rand to conceptualize the objective idealism of Howard Roark. BECAUSE Sarah couldn’t write the award-winning poetry until she loved and lost. BECAUSE Surdas had to be humiliated before his songs became divine and BECAUSE it took Narsimha Mehta […]

Poetry is my Life Insurance Policy..(The Journey of Re-reckoning – Part 1)

My Third book of English Poetry ‘The Re-reckoning’ will soon be in the offing.  Here’s a small reflection on the Journey of Re-reckoning. This is Part 1. Until now, I was looking only forward. And when I realized why it is not making any good sense in my life, I felt the need to connect […]