Sitting makes us think of standingOur current stance keeps on demanding We wish to fly without the wings Puppets move before pulling the strings

The sky can never be frozen because its vastness has chosenall warmth of our lives as we look abovewith unbreakable hearts armoured in love

I forgot to supannoyancefrom his glass full ofmingled dread and rageNow let me takea small draught of solacefrom my own little cupfull of predicaments!From the poem- Draught

I hear a butterfly singingwhen you’re the brightest band of colourson those fluttering forewingsto send love closer to mewith a pulsing promise;as you become its heartbeating through those miniscule veinsFrom the poem- Token of Life

His lone breaths- everywhere to be with himHope survives one more day, losing all fearWith the cold night's touch through shivered scheme,His new day reminds of another yearFrom the poem Sonnet For A Man (Part II)

I'll never let you brood over my numbnessAs long as your onion love I peel and cryI'll never let you taste my salty confusionsAs long as your closed-door I latch and sigh - From the poem- Behind

Souls of love breathlessly sailTowards our time when hours failTo cope with longing here we areChasing the speed of a falling starMiles and miles fleetly we goDown to the ocean, deeper the flowWaves now know their crushing tide Splashing between joy and pride

Sturdy swimmers afloat on water-couch Beneath the heavy bill their treasured pouchFishes pray for them to fly far away Inland lakes toast to the Pelican’s day

As I keep on runningthe sun goes down kissing me Good Nightwith those twilight-lipsAnd in the dark,moonlight becomes my night’s transporton which I ride on behind the mountain trails