The rustling sound of leaves tell me that you’re here with me, that you have been walking with me, In a parallel timeline On the parallel paths. But I can’t touch you; You’ve been so far Twinking beside the evening… Continue reading

Standing beneath the Kadamba tree I hear the flute Calling my name from a faraway land. I sit in the midst of the fallen flowers and keep my head on His shoulder In the trance of Kadamba, I see Krishna… Continue reading

The wind carries the scent of the seasons, I breathe it in, deep and slow, giving birth to a new hope, and let go of what remained unspoken… (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of… Continue reading

In the hum of bees, I listen – A hymn awakens, a whisper from far, like a sacred chanting arising from a blooming garden. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z… Continue reading

Have you seen the Green Magic? Invisible, It arrives at you silently. Wearing silence, it touches your forehead, without a magic wand, It heals your scars and soothes your soul. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is… Continue reading

Walking barefeet I feel the damp moss beneath As if it spreads a carpet for me. I lie to hear the story of the ancient forest. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A… Continue reading