Every morning I drown myself into you with the sunrays And wait for your broad, smiling waves to kiss my lips.

How many times does love need to burn to become immune to heartbreaks ?

Have you ever received a goodnight wish from a stranger ? And the next moment felt that she was the one you've been searching your life ?

Is the Attic only a room where we abandon stuff to be disposed of later? Or is it a corner in our mind we want to keep returning back ?

Is it possible to love someone without having seen or heard or met ?

A long anticipated shower is a huge respite after days of humid summer. But does rain wet only parched soils ? What about thirsty minds ?

Suddenly one day a woman arrived at the house, all alone and since then a hush fell in the family.

At times we may be compelled to accept the reality, but can we always convince our minds ?

A Wait is never over, no matter how long we had been waiting, being well aware of the futility of it.

No matter what happens life never stops; perhaps this is the greatest reality about life.

We fail to realize that happiness is a state of mind, not a commodity which can be purchased at the tap of a button.

The need of the hour is to fight the war not to eliminate others and establish our supremacy but to stop the backward evolution.

True love transcend the borders of personal gratification and mingles with greater love for humanity.

All these confrontations with emotions, sublimation of reality into dreams; how can a poet write unless he bleeds ?

When devotion empowers love to rise above human desires a poet's verses becomes immortal.

If we want to confess our feelings we better hurry for time flows away like an impatient river leaving us yearning our entire lives.

This poem tells about the purity of platonic love; one which involves only the soul.

With the urbanization of villages many things changed .. and the people with hearts of the gold were lost forever.

Amongst many flourishing businesses in the world, the creation and keeping alive the legacy of fear is one.

Even if we accept the invincible with broken hearts; the secret doors of our minds still keeps on nurturing our unrealised love in silence.