'Adam and Eve' was a busy Cafe in Hauz Khas, an uptown locality in Delhi. In spite of the titillating …
Some sweet some sour
Do u remember that flower?
The white one with purple stripes
And those herbs of different types?
The way …
"I may not be the most important color in your life,
but let me be the least used, to fill …
It’s another day in the City of Dreams. The sun’s gentle warmth is all over me, inside me. Even without …
I admit it, I ran away. After I was sacked in my mid-fifties and I drove my wife back into …
Be it love, anger, excitement, sickly, sadness or whatever it may be, I always have 'Colours on my mind', literally.
The property possessed by an object of producing different sensations on the eye as a result of the way it …
Poetry is a color,
a running one;
running off to
you lose track of time,
for few milliseconds;
is the color
in blind-spot of eye.
by Sree Latha
A poem reflecting the pain of the dawn whose lover the 'Twilight' has fallen for night and has left the …
Down in the ditch, white petals around green bud,
thin yellow stamens.
In a swamp, purple and green spathe,
knob-like creamy spadix.
Deep in …