Author: Nitika Sawhney

In the lanes of Singapore, I wander Seeing the enticing views of houses Intricately designed, yet so simplistic in view How well coordinated the whole street is The residents may be having a cosy time in there Its shivering cold here, outside, with no fire around . At the end the street, I see lighting…

Come offer me some light It’s too dark here inside The windows sealed and Doors locked Only the Air’s fighting to Keep me alive . Does anyone know of my existence I’ve been away for long in ignorance Do they even remember I once, existed Or have they forgotten my whole face, and drifted .…

Dots I wish to combine them The more scattered they are The more uncomfort, I feel The joined dots, making squares and rectangles Put me in a Cosy space And I feel good About the Joinings Covered spaces And Completeness!

A white beautiful cat sits in my verandah I look at it in awe Its cuteness, melting me like thaw It sits here and sprawls there Probably enjoying the time spare Or may be waiting to be fed some milk But I hardly care It is here just for today I don’t want to encourage…

I’ve never seen a love so true Like the formation of watery dew . Travelling the boundaries of season and time Undeterred by different tastes divine . Standing together through thick and thin Beating the madness of new-age sins . They’ve been along since decades now Showing their undefeated love in every town . Seeing…

My Whims and Fancies are known only to the autumn leaves that fall on mud and get carried with air giving life to someone else’s Whims and Fancies!

The floors quivered, and the walls cracked Right beneath, a whole family had collapsed . The turbulence continued, taking away the crowd Few resonated cries, others were heard loud . Moments later, there was complete standstill Survivors ran, fetching others from the debris . Kids of all ages tried hard to crawl out As leftover…

It draws me closer to you Slumber It takes me away from you and gives me moments of solace with myself . I rise and look around searching for you Your fragrance leaves me spellbound With you beside I feel caressed and secure An aura of comfort sets in and moments of taking you for…

Chirping sparrows gather around Searching for their bites Hopping here and there, leaving me spellbound Few others sit on the perch Enjoying the rain water Cheerful, I wonder how they’re always stirred . The former ones seem fed Tree branches have become their bed Riveted in ceaseless laughter They’re at solace, unknown to them .…