Poem

When you aren’t in the best of health, It’s when it feels so insipid, When it feels like the whole world is spinning, In an endless loop round your dizzy head, Your body feels like a theatre of war, Waged between a foe and your biological friends, For some this battle is short for some

As I sat tired in a forest full of peepal trees, I saw some tender leaves floating with the breeze, A lively breeze it was that blew past me, So I rose with energy to learn something new, To learn about a leaf’s journey, a journey known to few, I followed it out of the

The sweet tasting waters of the Ganga, So holy are they to the devoted deity of India, So quenching are they to the millions of parched throats, In it millions cleanse their mind, body and souls, It is the water, in which we see our inner selves, And the water in which we see the

As I sat alone in my room, My whole mind filled with gloom, I looked out of my window, And what did I happen to see, Two chestnut coloured squirrels, Darting in and out of the trees, As they chased each other from tree to tree, I felt their long bushy tails were waving out