Glimpses of Rosy (my neighbor), pruning flowers in...
have etched permanent refuge in my bachelor heart...

Varied dreams
expressions and colors...

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

He was pestering me for days, "I want to see...
I exclaimed, "why, you're one!&quot...

She once playfully asked,
"How much do you care for me?&quot...

His unshaved beard still looked the same.
Dingy room of the hospital...

Visions of your straightened hair
draping the shoulders...

One winter morning
back from a stroll...

Once, I hit upon Love in my way.
She asked...

Forming a circle, they are standing still
akin to olden bronze statues...

[ Diwali is a festival of lamps at nighttime...
When light investigates...

My abandoned poems
arranged themselves...