Written dring December 2023 winter break
Vanity of the inglorious corrupt invites the wrath of the downtrodden
Rage is a powerful demon within us which must be always be put under control or harsh consequences bear down on us
Something lurks in the tall grass of the forests, but before the doe realises, her fate fate is sealed
A poem composed in tribute to the beautiful forests of India
Written In honour of soldiers who stand or have perished in serving the nation
The seasons come and go, a cycle of life and death repeats but elm tree stands,witness to everything around it
poet expresses his disbelief in humanity and talks about the woeful problems
A simple poem on an old house
Spirit of sacrifice that has always defined our nation is still alive - together, we can and will continue to work towards a truly free and just India.
Jungle - a interesting place to learn and observe
I love ocean to mountain any day, my parents will tell you long stories on that, how as a small kid i always walked to ocean water without fear