Poems

The Art of Aging Without Nagging

When wrinkles bloom and joints protest, Don’t teach the world—just give it rest. Even if you're right (and you often are), Unsolicited wisdom leaves a scar. Help only...

BITTER BETRAYAL

Stabbed once again, As always in the back, As always by our own, As always by cowardly attack. What is it with us? How can we be so? Though born...

THE TIGER’S TEARS

Written in 2024 after the horrifying incidents of mass rape in Sandesh Kali, West Bengal, this poem is the author’s salute to the brave...

We Rise

The hills wake slower now, Their outlines broken by rising roofs. Along the Kavery's ancient bends, The banks grow heavier with what the river did not ask...

THE LAST RIFLEMAN

Upon the barren,freezing slopes, Under the old holy tree, Lay still the last rifleman, Now passed on into history. As his warm blood trickled out, Onto the frozen white...

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