Saturday, March 23, 2013


high way crossing
toads wipe brow sweat.
they hop to live

written for haiku heights

the toad... a recurring character in my lines...are just me. ...and may be some of you..we as humans are as ordinary as a simple toad... and yet as complex as an humans toads ...also need to cross roads...and they are afraid when they do so ..and life is all about crossing roads...of choices we make and dont make..some live to tell... and are called fortitudinous..many Brave ones are silent...

Tuesday, March 19, 2013


many lives 
souls yearn - urbane

written for haiky heights 

Blogging has come to define what I am ... urban, discordant, yearning for meaningful moments .. in which the souls makes tea...and.. has time to smell the aroma before being sipped gently......I live many lives , by the hour .. and  yet.....sometimes .... by the minute....zoya smiles 

Sunday, March 10, 2013


a sheet of paper
folded in infinite ways
children on the swing

the mixed emotions.. the matter of the fact types... manifested by the so called real world...and the not so matter of the fact types.. seen manifested in moments children on the swing.