“Poetry is breathing words that gives a reader pause.”

“Let me nurture my wings, for I was born to fly.”

“the flames are silent,Peace is violent,Tears are frozencause massacre was chosen.~~ 26/11 Mumbai terror attack memories”

“I am master of my spoken words and slave to those which remain unspoken.”

“Today I introduced myself to my very own Heart,In silent agony, after all these years it bled apart.”

“I love humanity, surprisingly, as I observe 21st century with hawk eyed vision, I realize the more I love humanity the less I love Human as an individual.”

“Experience is a dim lamp, which only lights the one who bears it.”

“Oh, Death was never enemy of ours!We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum.No soldier's paid to kick against His powers.We laughed, knowing that better men would come,And greater wars: whe...”

“I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.”

“It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.”