South Delhi Murder
For three days she took it for spilled red ink Or nail-polish. Then a scab of…
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Repast
We feast all the time eat like emperors each meal a banquet sip the smell of…
मानेसर
आसमान से, पानी नहीं बरसा. भीगा है सिर खून कनपटियों से टपक रहा है सायरन चीर…
Not That One
Find me another word that is not so ready. I want a word that waits and…
The Art of Seduction
When the flooding in the basement got worse she slipped into a silly dress and danced…
The Invaders
Feasts and hallowed days spin on orbits seldom grazing mine, till your voice swings past meridians…
Just a Small Wish
On nights like these when silvery drops of rain dance with glee on my roof, bathe…
Speculations
When sleepy eyes of the night hand over charge of our world to bright-eyed sunrays, what…
Rose That Was
Perchance you notice the Rose that was in my ceramic vase, read it not as a…
Bitter Oranges
Bitter oranges hang from trees Like solitary dervishes Spinning through balmy Mediterranean nights… Comfortably numb oranges…