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New Decision

The morn­ing sun rays are the pil­lars of my new ways, these rays are the deci­sion I have decided to take. The mon­soon clouds of my bad old times decides to block it, the rain drops feel­ings of good old times tried to bend it. The cloud of the dark days scat­tered, as the new sun shined

High on Life…No More..

War of Words

This poem describes about the cur­rent sit­u­a­tion which mum­bai is fac­ing due to the pol­i­tics of lin­guis­tic divide. How much can a great city like this han­dle and for how long… Begin­ning of time there were two broth­ers, Now left with only feud­ing neigh­bors. Life in ruins in this stirred destruc­tion, Friend turn­ing foes in this

Another Dream

Bright morn­ing light fades away the pale moon­light, Still half asleep smil­ing about the last night dream. My mind like a gazelle gal­lops around the for­est of thoughts, As sun con­tin­ues to play hide n seek behind the clouds. The Dream seller is back again from far­away land with new dreams, On a lazy after­noon with

New World