Melting sun was sinking in the sea
While blue, canvas turned crimson highs...

Half my life is done,
Done with some help...

Blemishing thoughts popped up,
Loitering in the back yard of mind...

The morning was a little angry with me
the darkness of the night did not let me see...

When the sun shines through the clouds,
The birds twitter merrily...

Fallen leaves carpet
The hallowed ground which you tread...

Why this only happen with me
And I always thought let it be...

When silence says it all...
All you do us to soak in the moment...

My Dear Mother,
Thinking about you...

If I were a boy
What would I do...

Love is not merely an evanescent affair
Love is the union of two hearts who care...

Poetry is an outpouring of thoughts innermost!
Only keen senses help flowing of thoughts best...