A little life thrived in the bounds of freedom, Free from bareness of soul, Its falsifications and deceptions, And sullenness of relations. Having flown down like a bird from …
The poet writes about days when you feel like you're really living and the little things that give them hope.
'In the dread of this cast-down, there is light passing through an ominous window of destiny and cultivating a sense of hope'.
A poem inspired by a sketch drawn by the poet's friend in Curacao.
No number of friendship bands and pinky promises can hold together a friendship that’s run its course.
A life rejoiced in the infinity of skies, Gets freeze in the finiteness of a frame Of the musing of a photographer, Exemplified by the craft of artistic creation, …
A poem expressing the concern about humans and their relationship with technology.
'The love you searched for in others, all this while, was sitting in the dingy corners of your body that you so callously ignored.'