That's a Thrill

I stand trembling amidst the trees

Silently kissed by passing breeze

Icicle of desire on top of the hills

Melt in lust, now that’s a thrill

I stretch my arms and swing on birch

Left to right and right to left

Buds and flowers join in drill

Dancing now, that’s a thrill

The birds come tweeting on the trees

Flapping wings as they swing with me

Wind is filled with loud clear shrill

Hear that? Now that’s a thrill

A warm soft vapor fills the air

Soaked in joy, to me they whisper

'I Love You'

Mom’s Sari

Mom’s sari is in my wardrobe

Untouched since last five years

White, a bit yellowed

But it hangs there next to my clothes

The fragrance is still there

Of lavender, the perfume

That she used after she bathe

It was one of her prized collections

Elegantly dressed

She wore only during special occasion

White, silky fine

The shine is still there

Mom is never coming back

She will never ever wear it

But it stands there in my ward robe

Know not till when

I can relax in India

When in Spain it's such a pain
Can't order food online
The distances are far apart
Meals don't reach home on time
I slog, I chop and cook each morsel
Before I munch. It's a crime
The food in Spain is oh-so bland
Cold meat or chicken fried
India is the place to be
On lazy days,when sublime
I stretch my limbs and might lay still
Yet the cooked food is served on time

Freedom to Xpress

You play with words 
Creating hundred excuses, 
it flatters me not.
It's the truth
I want to hear
even though I know 
that your venomous biting facts 
might slice my heart
I want to trust you 
Just say 
what is on your mind or 
Keep quiet and 
I shall read your eyes. 


From today I grant you a freedom to express..
go ahead

Pre-Valentine message

 I will be in coma till Valentine's day
 I have heard 'love' brings much too much pain
 the emotional arrows strike hard and bend
 bleeding tears from our dearest friends