Haiku On Haiku
“Can you haiku?”, Yes, you can. If you have an effusive heart which feels others’ pain, beholds the beauty around and discern the Almighty within, you can haiku. Whatever is…
सावन और संगीत: ऋतुरंग कविता
सावन की प्रथम फुहारों संगजब गूँजी फिर स्वर-लहरीघन के उदात्त परों में छिपहुई मय सी स्याह दुपहरी श्रावण ऋतु भयी ऐसी बैरनमैं * गाऊँ कैसे कजरी ?आँखों में घन…
Cha-No-Yu and You: My Cup of Tales
I toasted my hi-tea and youfor mere two days, a night, or two? I don’t remember reallyas I forgot the real me, then only. Sinking under your veneered opal aura,Stealing from…
Mukammal Dastan…Nazm
“A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose“…? “A rose by any other name would smell as sweeter”…The laureate writers, Stein and Shakespeare meant the same… …
Black-hole and You: Haiku
Poems turned in prose I lost my gleaming aura Sunken in black-hole ! Even if it hits you, you feel no pain.Rather you flow with its rhythm…And the world thinks…
The Sun Never Faded, but Glistened Through the Moon: My Father…
Dad’s lil’ girl forgot her smile and lost her eyes twinkle,Her lustrous locks cloistered, her lucent visage wrinkled,The hapless soul missed ever her knight-in-shining-armour,Her melodies were lost amidst cacophony and…
Main Tujhe Fir Milungi…
टूटे सपने मेरे, तेरे नभ में झिलमिलते हैं,गीतों में ना मिल सकें, चलो किस्सों में मिलते हैं … “If we couldn’t create the verses of yearnings, let’s begin the tales…
Pain: Haiku, Senryu
Rustling fallen leavesAutumn whispers dulcet songs I simper in pain! The beauty of Autumn lies in its reciting the forlorn tales of the END… The symphony of rustling leaves tells the…
Rang to tere hain Kanha…
नैनों की सजाई पाती कोरी अश्रु मोतियों संग झीनी चूनर थी, रंग डाली तन फिर भी बेरंग | निष्पाप गुलाबी काया मेरी जल भई रंग जैतूनी, भर-भर कर जल बरसे…
Naam Mera Jal Ki Dhara…
I am no achiever. I don’t fit in the paradigm of thriving, buoyant women achievers we all are proud of. I too, am proud of them though not one. But,…
Manikarnika: ShivShakti
Prologue: Manikarnika, the woman who adorns Ruby (Manikya) earrings! It is believed that Adishakti (Sati) used to wear ruby earring as they were Lord Shiva’s favorite for their brilliance, opulence,…
Bruised: Haiku, Senryu
Trespasser west wind, Drifted all my pollen grains I am blued and bruised ! He plunged into her heart and plundered her choicest possession, her emotions…. The arid west wind…
Love, The Oxblood…
When the town was painted in red…I readily graced a thorn festooned bedPassions rose but wishes died Dreams thrashed and heart cried The clouds wept with umpteen tears Sea waves…
हमेशा देर कर देती हूँ मैं…Nazm
Fainéant… a person, who thinks much but does nothing, as French say. Well, I would have loved to be one if allowed a life extraordinaire. I often pretend to become…
Come Winters, I’m Cashmere-ready
“When the Sun shivered, played clef treble, She draped her Cashmere…She reminisced of those wintry nightswhen quivering moon was there… When memories painted her, she blushed, she bloomed as a Marigold,She hid…
विस्मृतियाँ…
पर्वत के ह्रदय को भेद के ही हर नदी की धारा बहती है, और हरी कोंपलें पतझड़ के जाने की कहानी कहती हैं, पाषाण हों जितने सख्त मगर, यह धरा तो…
Cashmere Memories
I draped you O My Silks! With the fondre memories, I was filled of riding on those obscure swings, rocking-a-bye on your nonchalant wings! I inhaled your…
Dark Diwali
Mitranya cried last night. She was getting ready for her wedding. She wept profusely for the seventh time and the dark sky celebrated her wedding night with extra sparkles scattered…
कुछ किस्से… Forlorn Tales
कुछ किस्से हैं, कुछ बातें हैंकुछ सांझी सी सौगातें हैंआँखों-ही-आँखों में कट गयींकुछ अंतहीन सी रातें हैं | ढीले – ढीले से, बिगड़े सेकुछ रूठे – रूठे नग़मे …