The mind of a Poet – My Valiant Soul I have this indigo skyline infront of me,expanding the vastnessi put my thoughts about it into my blood.not swallowing it down to my veinsi have thoughts about thoughts,my pale tea leaves dissolving so fervently into the water,the sorbet pouring down the jug till the rim creaks i have you in my mind now,sipping myContinue reading “The mind of a Poet – My Valiant Soul”

Sketch in noon – My Valiant Soul I sit in the open lawna lawn full of earth and skeptic memoirsthe scattered Congregation of unskewed mind.I see a mushroom sprouting here in the garden,the thick shoots clinging another.Co-existence must be a plaster?And then I hear the temple bells,altogether, the sound similar to my mother’s laughter.but there are other moments occurring in theContinue reading “Sketch in noon – My Valiant Soul”

Elements – My Valiant Soul

An old saying I recite,mapping the distance of my chest to my thighs,sipping hot tea,the typical Indian aroma,the distinctive sniff which makes your crawl  your mind,to rummage through the orange teal box of old photographs,the box of stoic flushed postcards.It happens in a minute.A sky so distant and full of grays.The mountains from the Space.DryContinue reading “Elements – My Valiant Soul”

The slip- My Valiant Soul

Is it still there?The sound of trespassers,of purple rains and sweet smell. A cloud that swings words up in the skya hardened shell of a life,There is a beautiful cottage that I see in my dreamsfull of centipedes, vintage mahogany chairs.A sound travels me up therein between the unreal beauty of soil. Life unfurls inContinue reading “The slip- My Valiant Soul”