Am I in love with this man, a stranger who has been stalking me, I thought. What’s wrong with me? I am certainly not desperate, yes I am lonely but this man is a stranger.
Your Eternal
He was directly referring to a woman and at the same time to the ocean. Sometimes he would mutter that there was nothing he could do. That it was too late,
You are like the ocean…
There were no bruises on her breathtaking body. But he could see the bruises on her abandoned soul. She had no will to fight any longer than she already has.
Lucian’s Diary
Lucian closes his withered diary as a tear falls from his eye to his weathered face. Once a decent money maker and now left with nothing, except that diary.
The White Sand and The Seashell
He began to feel lonely and deserted. He missed all those views before and the crowd of people playing and leaving their footsteps on him and most of all he missed his friend- the Seashell.
THE GUARDIAN ANGEL
Now he could see something different. It was still light, but now it was transformed in the person. For sure, it was not a living person, but it was someone..
SEA BREEZE
He bumped into the girl, the slim, tall, beautiful girl with large doe eyes and black wavy tresses.The funny part was, unlike Indian movies, she saved him from a fall onto the wet sand.
Macabre waves
A huge gigantic wave came from nowhere and engulfed me. I lost my one and only support – the wooden plank upon which I was floating in the ocean
Tides of Memories
Waves of sea was striking with rocks as her memories was striking my mind.Wave was causing sound and her memories was generating exhilaration in me.
Sangarsh
This Hindi poem is about life and the struggle a person has to endure to achieve his/ her aims and goals. It has a message that only those will be reach to the apex and achieve their goals
