Hemorrhagic diathesis

O my well-wishers,

Please, Please!

Gift me a cactus

On my birthday

As she had

No way of knowing

That I bleed from

Her touch

Pain catches up

I eluded him for a decade

Pain caught up with me at last

Struck by my guilt possession

Leaving me on my own

He couldn’t resist asking

“What have you done mate?”

How to handle parents

Call me your lover

In case you don’t remember

What’s in the name

For there is nothing

Which I don’t surrender

Caste, I belong to none

The question about my religion

Please don’t answer

Instead ask your parents

To drink up the coffee

That I drink

And 

Don't tell them in advance

It is bitter

Café Invitation

When crowd strips off your identity

Their parameters restricts your creativity             

When you walk ‘alone’ among friends

I welcome you to inhale aroma of sacred diversity

Dependence

Your need of love

Despite her bitter words

Drown you in tear memories

And
Blast your ears with deafening soul-ache
It's your choice whether to live or 

Re-live the pain

A Summer Vacation

Contents of her journal

Belonged to someone else

Someone like her

His

Sweat and stench

Dreams and impossibility

Fragility and arrogance

Smile and ego

Her sweet poems

Turned sour

Like the milk left out

In summer

Why had she gone home

And left him alone

Death of a tree

It has been raining

Tear

Marks on her cheeks

She sobs

Walking around a tree

Studded with yellow colored holes

On its circumference

Xylem and phloem drinks up

Injected toxic metals

Poisons leave

No leaves and shade

She shivers

From

Cold weather