To see yourself being blinded by the pink thoughts...
And the one you love...

My corner thronging with lupins bloom
Today I slouch here,with the dispelled gloom...

Where is the streak of light gone,
Once born by the beats and blood inside my bone...

I've learned to write poetry after my death
six years back...

Its a land of colourful blooms
Of brides and celestial grooms...

Its good to remain plunged in darkness
When the sordid thoughts in you doesn't have a...

Let the dreams be there if not the touches
For they will touch your soul if not the body...

Unseen and unknown was the mystic dance
Who so stealthily could push someone to climb a...

The citadel of mankind
Has reached the sky...

I thought it is a miracle
When I came here with laurels...

It's hot and clammy and dark
With a strange stillness before a storm...

I came through a dream,
At an excellent astrological time...