The Lost Days Will Revisit

The day breaks with the chirps of liberated birds, And the view of the yellow sun in the eastern sky, Raising its splendid head and mocking at the captured world, Time rolls with errands, numerous in hands, To keep one fit and busy indoors, But I miss the lost days...

Time To Be Healed Now

Time blushed with ignorance displayed, Time stupefied with foolishness revealed, Time turned insane with fanaticism, sundry, Time embarrassed with superstitions, numerous, Time boiled in the cauldron of hatred, Time lacerated with canes of prejudice, Time sliced and...

The Fear That Haunts

It is the fear that haunts persistently, Regardless of time changing into days and nights, It is the fear of being unfair once again, And embezzling and depriving others of their dues, It is the fear of being malicious once again, And subjugating the weak and the...

The Sunny Side of the Dark Hour

It is a crisis felt on global scale. A virus that cannot even be seen with naked eyes has proved itself powerful to an extreme point to turn mankind, the supreme creature of God into helpless beings and point out their limitations and shatter their arrogance as they...

The Need of the Hour

Forget the busy streets, And forget the brimmed cinema halls, Forget the teeming malls, And forget the swarming markets, Forget the congregations,  And throw all the parties away to the bin, Be caught into the webs of isolation,  And feel their gossamer...