Intercepting Thoughts

Four years ago, or maybe a tad bit longer, or rather older, I moved to Bengaluru. This charmingly beautiful city with it`s never ending traf...

I hear thunder! I hear thunder! Oh! don't you? Oh! don't you? Pitter, patter raindrops, Pitter, patter raindrops, I'm ...

The sturdy mahogany door stood tall, befitting the entrance to a mansion decades old. It was a silent testimony to the years that passed by....

Rahul was on the beach.,  feeling the sand under his feet.  The grainy touch.  The waves crashing in synchronised chaos.  The sounds lending...

This blog is a collection of 4 line poems that I wrote. I watched the sunset, casting its rays on a shimmery surface of water and moss As sh...

I look at you. Dark and dingy,  even on a bright warm sunny day. You reek of death.  You smell of gore, Of violence and blood. You scare ...

So here goes my first poem on the blog 'twas the Ides of March, As we study the verses of the Bard, Learning English with an appet...