She revolted, "boring life, this!
Same old spring will be bringing...

Varied dreams
expressions and colors...

My smallish playground
is with grasses worn out...

Not every morning
witnesses...

( This is a modified version of my earlier piece...
Drenched world...

( Earlier this was "For you, my...
I cherish the thirst...

(This is the third time I am writing this piece...

( This is a modified version of the earlier one.)
Your absence...

Stillness of a Night
narrated an emotive account...

Spectrum
of the noontime Sun...

The piece is dedicated to the tribal community in...
I became hypnotized...

Don't fritter away an entire winter
staring out of your pensive window...