Premonition on a White Canvas | A Intimate Short Poem
Premonition on a White CanvasOn a white canvas, my fingers trace a premonition—The clouds of cold have not yet gathered,So within sleep there lies...
The Two-Armed Durga | A Powerful Poem
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 red-tipped feet...
The Language of Sunlight | A Short Symbolic Poem
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 the eyes of...
When the Map Fell Asleep | A Introspective Short Poem
When the Map Fell AsleepSunlight shattered —Spilling through the glow of a mirage,The map fell asleep,Turning into a scarecrow.The road alone knewThe road’s own...
In the Hour of Hunger | A Reflective Short Poem
In the Hour of HungerI have dreams — as everyone does.I used to think everyone dreamed,Everyone thought, in the same way.But no —In the...