A poem a little too late for father's day but especially for my papa from my heart...

A poem in which the moon has been picturized in various ways

The full moon in the month of March is called the flower moon by the poet and the spring breeze the zephyr. In this poem I paint a metaphorical picture of March.

Dibrugar𝐡 a city in the state of Assam in India is well known as the Tea City of India. It is also my hometown. Blessed with the beauty and bounty of nature with its whimsical rains and sprawling tea gardens it is truly a caffeinated rainsong

In this poem the poet refuses to be branded and treated as a mere female, but expects and demands to be treated as an individual

I have personified an October autumn morning in this poem.

In the daydream of a lake on October afternoon autumn is redefined.

In this poem the poet vompares her whimsical mood swings those of the sky.

A sweet and funny poem that defines marriage with metaphors

I am currently pursuing my postgraduation in the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology in BRD medical college. This is just an arbitrary portrayal of a winter morning here during my first year of residency.