I vowed never to, but
I find myself picking up the pieces and...

You are certainly looking great
No space left for me...

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

Like the stars in the firmament
I want to shine, glow, twinkle...

What is Sacrifice...
Ask a mother...

She knows me not
Yet She knows a lot about me...

Silence I thought,
Was the one language all feel...

There is a silence within me
I want to say something...

In the mirror glimmered the thing,
Moonlight simmering in the sink...

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

Sometimes when I am alone,
Sometimes when there is no one around...

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