Premonition on a White CanvasOn a white canvas, my fingers trace a premonition—The clouds of cold have not yet gathered,So within...

The Two-Armed DurgaIn the autumn sky, upon drifting white clouds,Through the swaying rhythm of kaash fields,And on dew-drenched grass touched lightlyBy...

The Twilight HourEvening had not yet fallen.The twilight’s colorful glow spread enchantment across the sky and over the earth.The herders were...

The Language of SunlightTime moves —The play begins its rehearsal,And walks steadily toward the national stage.Ahir Bhairav resounds;Applause bursts forth,And in...

When the Map Fell AsleepSunlight shattered —Spilling through the glow of a mirage,The map fell asleep,Turning into a scarecrow.The road alone...

In the Hour of HungerI have dreams — as everyone does.I used to think everyone dreamed,Everyone thought, in the same way.But...

Madhu and His DogsMadhu walks the streets,Lost in his own world —Sometimes smiling, sometimes thinking,His hand resting on his cheek.Muttering something...

A Rainy MorningToday, Poran was in high spirits. Things had gone exactly as he had hoped.Mr. Paresh had called attendance and...