Monthly Archives: May 2012


The colour of sunflower

Turning into the blue

Of the sea


The vast open sky

Suddenly turning asphalt


Grumbling like an

Empty stomach


I can hear you

Coming my way

Before I can feel


Soaked in the water

Of your mighty vastness


In the zephyr

Beneath your wings


You can destroy me

If you want

With your ferocity


But then I will

be free


Feeling you in my

Skin and my soul




Poem inspired by the Delhi weather as scorching heat suddenly gave way to rains.


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