to Mukul's Meadow

Your Thoughts

Driving Out...

Past Tense...

Shantanu's House

Lost And Found

See... There Walks The Night

The Eternal Spirit

Where The Sun Meets The Sea..

God And Kid Sister

Close Your Eyes And See

Seeing You... After A Long Time

Obituary: Mumbai Rains

Crazy At Midnight

It Happened That Night

Come And Say Hello To Me...

If Only....

A Trousseau For My Daughter

Walking With The Sun

But I Don't Even Know...

Talking To My Brother..

Oh! Pretty Death....

The Portrait

When The Clock Strikes One...

Mixing Drinks With Driving...

Till Eternity

The Quiet ...Of The Night

You Are A Dream

Chaos

Ever Wondered

If The Sky Was Blue...

Missing You At Midnight

What Happened That Night

Could It Be

Would You Mind?

Phoney Romance

 

 

 

Who am I?--a soul in love since the age I could even comprehend what love was about, had my share of heartbreaks, rediscovering love and carrying on.....What do I do ?-....understand pain, with compassion, kindness, empathy, love, and make conscious effort to relive/relieve it.....

What do I write ?.....Are they love letters/prose/ poetry, or simply communications from "Heart to Heart" 

I do not know what to call them? Should I call them love letters ? Indeed, every letter that I Write, is full of loving and romantic thoughts, but are they love letters in the conventional sense-I am not so sure..!  I can not call them True stories, as you will feel on reading them , that it is all truth and no story at all...! They do not appear to be Poems, in a conventional sense what I Write is simple Prose, but when I read it myself after writing, the way it  touches my heart----- only Poetry can !

Not that it really matters though. As long as it feels coming from a heart.  For another loving heart, it really doesn't matter what one calls them !   -    Mukul   Y

                         

My Poems At Nazrana

My Earlier Poems - Page 1