Nostalgia – Free verse

Where is home?

The place you stay in

Or the one you visit

Is it a loved one’s arms

Or a corner of their heart?

A bowl of mutton stew

With soft fluffy appams

The scent of jasmine

On a dewy monsoon morning

Squishy mangoes in summer

Angry ants in their leaf nests

Home is in the memories

The ones you turn into a poem

When you’re thirty and wonder

Where is it that I really fit in?



A poem a day… !


Hello everyone,

Thank you for taking a look at this creative project.

Poetry is truly a way of life, and my mission is to bring out a steady stream of quality poems, hopefully a new one everyday or atleast every other day!

Requests are always open for poem topics. This humble writer seeks inspiration, encouragement and critique! I know you don’t know me yet, but we shall learn more about each other as we go along.  So, lets get this poetry ball rolling..


Oh, Summer

Yellow, is the colour of summer, oh tangy sweet goodness-

Lip smacking, face scrunching, eye squinting explosion of taste.

Warm is his love for his children- untainted, purest happiness

We cuddle under the shade of that gentle, generous heart.

He’d watch each one turn from green to bright gold,

Waiting  for his darling little ones to come every year

Grandpa, you live within me, wrapped in every precious memory,

Every season, I miss much more than the mangoes from your tree.



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Dear readers,

What memories do you have of summers in your childhood? What are your favourite summertime foods? 🙂