Awakened rudely Hit by a jolt  Far from the shore In a boat of holes Rescue, I seek Yet behold nothing to hold to  But a rope Of empty words Knowing well The impeding end On hollow promises I depend This post written in response to today’s prompt ‘float’ on daily post . 


      Came across this Haiku Challenge in my friend Jacqueline’s blog. The weekly challenge is thrown by Ronovanwrites and the words this week were ‘water’ and ‘spin’


If you’re a believer, come in  Why should it matter  What you eat Where you live What clothes you wear How you tie your hair  How old you are Who your parents are What jobs they do How you cleanup after loo The colour of your skin The language you communicate in If you believe …

An Ode to the Old Year

Midway into December, I get a call from an unknown no. that flashes Scotland. Who do I know in  ‘Half the world away and at least twenty degrees colder Scotland?’ The only person that comes to my mind is Mukesh. I have never met Mukesh. Atleast not the way ‘met’ is understood traditionally.  I met…

A Wishlist

I wish to Chase ponies with golden manes Run through meadows that know no end Watch the sky as stars shoot out Run up a hill to breathlessly look down Listen to waves as they crash the shore In a strange land while all alone Stumble upon a childhood song Cool wind against my face…


Night murmurs Breaking the dream I hang By a thread Slumber turns her head Like a scorned lover Dawn tantalizingly beckons Revealing only glimpses Between two worlds Wakefulness and stupor Light and shadow Future and past Coveted yet unclaimed In a limbo I lie

Dragon For Tea : A haiku challenge

Came across this interesting Haiku Challenge based on a poem by Miss E – An Eight year old little girl. The two prompt words are ‘Dragon’ and ‘Invite’. Who could possibly pass up a challenge like that? Hope you like these Miss E 🙂

Bougainvillea Shower

  Amidst hot sand A pleasant bower Hushed hills Rope swing And Bougainvillea Shower   In my desert state where everything else refuses to grow, Bougainvilleas grow unabashedly. These unassuming vines add colour and lure to the otherwise brown summer landscape. Spent last evening under a riotous magenta Bougainvillea. 

The Word Eating Mongoose

He peeped at me , from behind the stone As if asking, what I was doing in his home I offered him a Chocolate treat Sort of like a ‘Thank-you for having me over’ gift The chocolate he scorned at “Even mongoose ‘ave got to maintain their weight Besides the give  and take must be…


  Through the window    She watches   The long tarred road    That winds down    To the big city , dazzling  with lights   The place where dreams are spun   Longingly she looks  At the woman  Driving purposefully by    How fulfilling her life!   How meaningful!   She sighs      …


Hi! I’ve been gone so long that I wonder if any of you remember me any longer? Was home for the weekend . Wrote this one in response to ‘Envy’ at the Daily Post. Just my way of saying hello to all of you 🙂


You hurt me. Perhaps you didn’t mean to  But you did. It’s not your fault That I hurt so easy. Or maybe it is… I had a hide. The hide I use for strangers. Strangers?  Because they hurt. Over the years I have learned to wear one. But you peeled it off. Tricked me into…