As the sky breaks open And the rain clouds wash away The sodden streets Between you and me A thousand years have since gone The wrinkles have Trespassed the laugh lines And turned into an unexplained longing The fear of losing you Is taken away by the north…

You look like Rain and coffee Bittersweet and mellow Petrichor of forgotten days And that subtle dash of sugar Your laughter Ricochets through Broken sunshine Lighting up places Where my demons hide Your scent Ebullient Like a thousand lilies Singing a song of bygone…

Old love As potent and armed As a worn out bag of old regrets As heavy on our hearts perhaps But not as good as a fleck of nostalgia We keep them aside Hoping to never cross paths But they break in Somehow, someday Even when we aren’t looking Old buttons, stitched on…

Reading between the lines And where the lines Do not even exist Blurred by exhaustion And trampled by unmet desires And yet you trudge on Trying to decipher The pregnant pauses That stretch Beyond the horizon Of possible and impossible Like dark clouds That simmer with…

Days of paradise and days of hell Am this and much more And everyday in between as well Somedays am the empty coffee cup inmidst of the torrential rain And sometimes, the overflowing seams of yesterday’s pain Forbidden laughter hidden, behind your day old stubble Or a…

A love note to myself When am engulfed, in unsolicited storms I write a few lines about the weather, to start on a good note Don’t really know the person The stranger, that I will be A stranger, I haven’t met yet What would I look like? A few more freckles, frowns of…

Staying at one place Rooted Birds and bees Making nests deep inside you Knowing that You will never go But do they really know How long you will stay? You could pick up your bags And walk off With nowhere to go But the bags, they lie unpacked And you ponder What you shall…