Incomplete

A happy ending
is half a story that ends
pre complications

Load

Sins of my father.

Pieces of my broken dreams.

I carry them all.

Selfie

I can never find

No matter how hard I look

“I” in the mirror

Memoirs

The hardest part is

Forgetting things you promised

You’ll never forget

Broken Promises

You promised you’d catch

If I fell in love with you

Now I’m all broken

The Network

A Facebook couple 

Making out on my timeline 

Dead words on bright screen

Memorabilia

Rows of human skull

Resting on a mantelpiece

Tribal war trophies

Pictured: Skulls on display at a Morong in a former headhunters village in Arunachal Pradesh. A Morong is like a community dorm for boys and young men where they live till they come of age. In some tribes, that means bringing a head of rival villager back to your village. 

Lost and Found

Lost you in between

Rings of smoke and whisky sips.

That’s fine. Found myself.

Tranquil

Cool breeze from the lake
Tussle my neatly done hair
Zen is here and now

Brace Yourself

A blast from the past
Broke my dam of emotions
Flash flood imminent!