Category: Free Verse

Bye bye rhyme schemes!

पड़ाव

और इन सबके बीच
एक दिन
कुछ समय निकालकर
मैं भी कवितायें लिखना छोड़ दूँगा!

Before he sleeps tomorrow

“He was an unopened bottle yet to be tasted”

Vines

“How does one sleep at night?”

Coward

A short poem.

Where do old birds go to die?

“Do they look for a soft place to fall? Pillow of Winds, Carpets of Grass?”

Her

“She calls herself a broken rhyme,
I call her a free verse.”