The song of dawn seems like a pilgrimage to beyond… As vast as the soul As deep as the seven notes They take me on a journey A thousand years old. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem… Continue reading

I was singing a rain raga The notes led me towards renunciation; The bandish made me realize that the Rain – god is a renouncer. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to… Continue reading

The parched earth prayed The rain quenched years of her longing; As the sky answered with its language of love. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’… Continue reading

The smell of petrichor awakens me from the slumber awaking my soul that forgot dreaming. It brought to me the odour of the body of a rain-soaked girl who dared to dream. I saw her dancing again wearing the smell… Continue reading

In the early morning hour when the dawn was rising from behind the horizon I heard the whisper of waves telling me the secrets of music that mingled with the sea, The roars of waves seemed like the resonance of… Continue reading

I tried to hear the sound of nature. I went to the terrace and looked around. A Bulbul was singing the melody of the monsoon. A frog was croaking in the nearby pond. The fine drizzle of rain was making… Continue reading