The Wait

Tawny sunset,
Misty eyes,
Distant hope.
yet goes on life...

A life that changes with each passing day,
A life that changes with every letter read,
yet goes on life,
yet goes on life...

Flight

I dream of wings, 
I dream to fly,
Gather all these dreams,
Through my own eyes..
And all my sisters,
I bleed when they cry,
Was it wrong for them to dream,
To dream to fly...?

Shakti

A mother or a daughter,
A wife or a friend.
And most importantly, 
Let her faith not end...

... in humanity..

Respect Women...
Respect Your own SELF.


"Shakti', in pen and ink

11 PM vanities

Eleven at night and the usual din,
Flights of fancy and distant whims,
Yet in the sanctum of my being,
Flickers a thought widely unseen,
"Its high time now you re-start to gym" :D

The Pink Buffalo

The Pink Buffalo...



She snorts, She pouts,
and smirks while he shouts,
as he sees her -
drowned in the gulps of his guilts,
when he seethes in his megalomaniac fits...

The Pink Buffalo...
She makes her steady mark,
The mark of all things dark,
that haunt our country's present,
is this what we wanted as heaven?

The Pink Buffalo...
She wants you to see her,
She wants you to think,
we always have a choice,
we can either lose or win...

...The Pink Buffalo

"Matru ki bijli ka mandola", is a satire that will make you wonder is it about time we stopped kidding ourselves and rise to action rather than condemning our past and compromising with our present...?

Great job Vishal Bhardwaj!