Silence

poem about silence

Me and the cosmos

Poem about life – a journey of becoming something from nothing – about falling and standing again!

Inner Demons

poem about inner demons

PAST

First of all, I would like to say sorry to those of you who were waiting for the next part of The Captive of True Love. I am still working it. Anyway, yesterday, Anshika sent me her new poem and I wrote something in response and accidentally we did a new collaboration, here it is.

Nationalistic Rite

I suffer from the conflagration in my mind, Should I stay on the side of dissent? Or should I dive in the stream of the contemporary nationalistic rite? I worry that someday the reflections of my youth may pass me by, Like traces on the car window, Driving at 120 on the freeway, Haunting me,

Words

Dying embers. Wild flames. Twenty-six letters. A thousand names. Scratches on paper. Slender frames. Young words. Ancient games Wither and fade, Into an insipid blur. But with some Rhyme, Alliteration, Assonance, And consonance, Forming a battalion of lines And stanzas, Winning hearts, And breaking too. Leaves their mark. Forever. – Mahesh Mali. Copyrighted © 2017–18

तिच्या आठवणींचा अवकाळी पाऊस

आज अवकाळी पाऊस आला… आणि तिच्या आठवणींचे ढग माझ्या मनी दाटू लागले ! वाटत होतं इतके दिवस की तीच्या आठवणींना खूप मागे सोडून दिलंय मी, पण आज तिच्याच स्मृतींमध्ये हरवून टाकत होता मला तो मातीचा सुगंध, आणि तो गार गार वारा. मला परत परत आठवत होता तो आमचा पाऊसातला बंधुंद नाच, ती अविस्मरणीय रात्र आणि

Story of a lovesick fool

Story of an one-sided lover in the form of poetry

Heart or Mind ?

poem about the conflict between heart and mind

Loved you little more, each day ..

​ I stayed up late listening your favourite songs, Doing secret rehearsals of how I’d say hello. Loved you little more, each day, Through all my writing, an eager try,  Maybe I was falling for another illusion ? Yet I risked my heart once more, I laughed, I cried, and failed to pretend. I fell