While sitting alone
under the shade of a tree
lost in the pages of my favorite book
an unexpected guest visited me-
a beautiful blue butterfly.
It sat on the tip of my left thumb, momentarily
then flew away
leaving me a moment of joy
a joy that still surrounds -
makes me smile.

How do I fix,
what I broke?
How do I make it right
all that went wrong?
How do I make it up to you
for all that I messed up?

If only I could
turn back time,
change everything back
exactly as it was,  
give you back
your peace and quiet-
the peace
you so rightly deserve.

When happy,
she heals
with her beauty.

When angry,
she kills
with her fury.

Part by part
you tore me apart.
Now you ask,
have I killed you
gently enough?

The heart always speaks -

but do we always understand?

Once there was a lonely girl,
dejected by the people she loved,
began to live in isolation.
Made friends with birds and bees.

One day she found a human friend,
who brought her back to the real world.
There,she found a treasure -
It made her happy again.

She was living joyfully once more,
with her new found treasure.  
But her happiness was short- lived.
In her solitude she refused
to take care of herself.

Now her body has turned fragile.
She knows her heart could stop anytime.
All she could think of now
was about her new found treasure.

What will happen to it after she was gone ?
So she asked her friend
the only person she trusted.

She offered him her treasure
hoping he would keep it safe
but her offer was turned down
for it was not his to keep.

With a broken heart
she went back to her old friends
stayed there till her final breath.

And the treasure she once held so dear
turned to dust in time.

A symbol of love,
my nation's pride,
a gift to the world,
built by Shah Jahan
for his beloved Mumtaz.
Fulfilled the promise
he made to her,
built a unique monument of love
to stand the test of time
where they now rest side by side,
together forever.
A reminder -
love exists in the real world.

Mysterious are the ways
how the universe works.
People we see everyday
remains strangers all through our lives.
And yet someone living in a distant land
touches our heart in such a way,
It turns our whole life upside down.
They don't belong to us
still becomes a part of us.

I will find a way
to your heart
or die trying.

Forgive me if you can

or see me die in pain.

Nothing hurts more

than hurting the person

you love the most.

I can't stop you
from leaving me

Just as you can't stop me
from loving you .

Sometimes, pain is the only reminder


                
                  you are still alive.

Any day is a good day
when spent with honesty
and a little bit of love.

When nature takes center stage


the world holds its breath.

Beauty without kindness


is no beauty at all.

A Starfish lying dead
on the beach
when touched by waves
begins to breathe.

Wounds need to bleed


So they can heal.

Darkness has taken over the mind
Not a glimmer of light to be found
Smile has faded away
Giving way to the teary eyes
Life has lost its purpose now.

Don't break a heart





Just take a break....

Air we need
It's free for all.

Freedom we want
It comes with a price.

The greatest actor in the world-

The one who hides his tears
behind his smile
and makes the world laugh.

Once I stumbled upon
a stream of love,
wondering where it was coming from
I  went searching.

There it was,
lying around...
a broken heart.

A dying heart

drenched by a shower of love

came back to life.

Let's not fight any war today
Let's not die today
Let us all live one more day
Let us steal a day from the clutches of death
Heaven can wait for one more day.

Let's enjoy one last meal with our loved ones
Enjoy our favorite movie one last time
Dance to the tune of our favorite songs
Visit the place where we have first met our soulmates.
Let us make it the best day of our lives
And finally say goodbye to one another.
Let's just live one more day.
Before death comes to take us away.

Once there was a black princess.  
Everyone thought she was cursed .
No one loved, nobody cared.
She grew up all alone.
She was brave and kind .

She fought and fought,
refused to just survive.

She fought,
never gave up.

She fought and fought ,
till her voice was heard.

She became a warrior princess,
leader of her army.
Won many battles over the years.
Her bravery was acknowledged,
even by her enemies.

And when it was time
to sit on the throne,
she became a noble queen.

I am not what you wanted me to be.
I am not what you thought I should be...

Not a scientist,
nor a teacher.

Not a doctor,
nor an engineer.

What am I?
A trailblazer...

I do not follow,
I lead.

A stormy night
I was drawn towards the waves
You pulled me back to the shore
So worried that I would drown
You held me tight
till it was dawn.

Not by the mean faces
I see everyday ,
who smile
with a mask on.

Not by the harsh voices
I hear everyday,
that always
pull me down.

But by the unseen faces,
by their unheard voices,
only their words-
the wisdom within...

I am inspired.

What good does a war do ?
Taking lives of civilians and soldiers alike,
destroying livelihoods.

What good does a war do ?
You killed my people, I killed yours -
the cycle goes on and on .

What good does a war do?
Fighting for a piece of land-
what good is a piece of land
if all your loved ones are dead ?

What good does a war do?
Polluting air , damaging crop lands -
what good will it do if you have poison to breathe, no food to eat?

Don't we have enough
cause to fight-
climate change, global warming, ever -rising pollution?

It is not the time to fight each other but to stand together with each other.

Gone too soon,
too far away,
far beyond reach,
without saying goodbye.
Only memories are left now.

If we choose to be
we can be:

the voice of the voiceless,
the strength of the weakest,
a glimmer of hope for the hopeless,
a ray of light in darkness.

A lonely heart,
in a lonely world,
is always in search of
an oasis of love.

I was once curiously asked:
"Why write poetry?
Does it pay the bills?"

I replied with a smile:
"It does far more than that -
it heals."

Parents always tell their daughters:
"Don't stay late, it's not safe."

Can't parents tell their sons:
"Don't disrespect, do not ****.
They too are human beings,
just like you are."

When raindrops fall,
rivers are formed.

When teardrops fall,
epic poems are born.

Kindness touched a heart,  
the heart turned into a beautiful flower,
its fragrance is felt everywhere.

In a unique galaxy
somewhere in the sky,
special stars live there,
big and small alike.

One day, a lost asteroid
found itself among those stars.
The stars were kind;
they let it stay there,
and one fine night
turned it into a star.

Now it is shining bright.

Loneliness - a lonely word.
Waiting - a dreaded word.
Death - an unavoidable word.
Hatred - a hateful word.
Love - a sacred word.
Friendship - a trusted word.
Kindness - a kind word.

Smile - now, that is a beautiful word .



Don't you think?

What will I leave
when I leave
a bunch of words
for someone to read?

What will I leave
when I leave
memories of a life less lived?

What will I leave
when I leave
dreams that remained unfulfilled?

Whatever I leave behind
will stay behind.
Not be my companion
in that other world.

She was told:
"You are sold
    to an old
for some gold."

I saw an Angel in my dream.
She said she would fulfill any wish I have.
"Should I make you the best ?"she asked.
"No,"said I.
"Just a little better than yesterday.
That will do."

I wonder what you see
when you look at me.
Do you see the real me
                  or
the me you want me to be?

A smile is a reflection of joy,
when you see the people you love.
It is a reflection of happiness,
when you meet old friends.

A smile is an unspoken word,
that says it all.

Dear Shane, you will get well.
You have a long battle ahead.
Fight it with all your might.
Don't give up.

Look straight into the eye of death.
Tell it to go back.

Ask death to come -

when you are 100 years old,
when all your hair turns silver,
and all your teeth fall off.

That is when you will meet death, smiling.

Happy families, smiling,
enjoying time together,
atmosphere filled with their laughter.

And then -

in a moment of madness,
all silenced.

Bullets took over,
dead bodies lying all around.

Terror strikes the land
we call "Paradise on Earth."

Once I dreamed of a world
filled with canvas and colours.
A dream to bring to life,
blank canvases with various shades and hues.
To let my paint brush speak for me.
To use up all my time,
to create landscapes, seascapes and portraits.

A distant dream it was, now broken.
My canvas remained blank,
my palette remained empty.

Let my heart fill with joy.
Let go of all the sorrows.
If hope keeps the world alive,
fill my heart with hope.

Your memories still bring tears to my eyes,
please remove them from my heart.
Set my aching heart free,
let it be whole again.

The gentle white pages
of the humble,fragile books
contain all the wisdom of the world -

The custodian of our history.
The proof of our existence.

Silence speaks...



Just listen.