samyak jain Poems

when i hear any man,
young or old or the
middle aged,
when i hear the word love
...

silhoetted against
the day breaking sky,
two sticks and two halfs
buried into a shirt
...

sitting
a l o n e
on the sea front,
...

you still haunt me,
dear one.
in the darkness
i still try catch
...

you still burn me
in silent desires for you..
dont try that ancient
trick shooing us
...

a true witness
without memory.

a friend in need
...

entering into a relationship
is verily like
entering into a pond to take bath.
...

is one kiss
stolen in the face of death,
in that case
a smooch weighs
...

suppose you desert me
and
remove every trace of me
from your heart and mind,
...

the first rains
the parched earth
satiated first night
yearnings more
...