ONE MORE POEM It was casually said Will it be the last? She said “write one more poetry for me!” What is there in the lines she wishes to see? Could be my boyish infatuations… Perhaps the way I describe her […]Read more "ONE MORE POEM"
Is Poetry Dying? Poetry is no longer spoken with joy on the lips of men Lovers don’t feel ashamed of the falsehood in their hearts Although there abound wonderful poets Could the death of poetry thus begin? If I borrow my voice to the wind Who will hear my wails? Two jubilees, one silver […]Read more "Is Poetry Dying?"
Love Is Taunting Me… Love is taunting me, daring to enslave my emotions! Such lure, worth trying… As if I have a choice!! Can anyone/anything stand in the way of love? Wait till it finds thee worthy, then try to resist if thou can… This taunt is just a game… Toying with my […]Read more "Love Is Taunting Me…"