A breath, that was taken away...

We have lost way too many people to covid and we don't want to lose anymore. This poem is for the ones who have taken their last breath and left us...

This is an ode, a tribute to the souls who have left their loved ones behind during this catastrophe.

We tend to forget many things going in our lives on Sunday but we don't forget everything. Things which haunt us day and night, things which force us to sacrifice everything we have and things which at the end of the day don't really matter...

The feeling I had whenever I visited the beautiful land of Kashmir, there's someone who gives me the same feeling.

There are lot many questions which men have to answer but we are dead inside so can't say why we did, what we did...

Wrote this for someone whose name always reminded me that my request made to someone up above will be heard ..

This describes how a person is incomplete without the ones he/she loves

Wrote this after the 26/11 attacks on Mumbai City. When the whole city came to standstill, where many lost their lives...

We have been told since our childhood, that if you miss someone, the other person will get hiccups. This poetry is to tell that when the things in nature and life miss something, those things get hiccups...