Moon : A haiku



Gonna start posting Letters from lettrs app here, since I write everything over there now. Do check out the app on App store & Play store, they even have a website ( .




Festival of Lights


Trikarthika Festival



Have you ever wished to do,

Something for others,

Have you had this kind thought,

I wish I could help him,

But you never do it,

Instead you wish someone else do it for you?

Hypocrite, hypocrite,

What a big hypocrite you are


You see the aged standing in buses,

Knowing that you should let them sit instead of you,

But deep down inside you are confused,

Whether to loose your seat or be kind,

And then you wish deeply from your heart,

That someone else gives em a seat,

Cursing and dissing them if nobody does,

Hypocrite, hypocrite,

What a big hypocrite you are


You see a blind man walk by,

You wish you could help,

But you never do,

You’d think maybe if he was going the same way,

Maybe I would’ve helped him,

Not like you’ll go out of your way,

To help someone when you don’t have time for it,

And as always hope,

Hope someone else helps him get there,

Hypocrite, hypocrite,

What a big hypocrite you are.


I start typing,
Thinking it’ll go big,
With visions on future,
Supported by baseless assumptions,
Not a day goes by,
Where I forget to dream,
Of the things unthinkable,
And probably the ones impossible

But hey, who cares about that,
If you don’t dream,
You won’t even try,
And you’ll be just a bot ,
Following the protocol,
Doing things you don’t want to,
Just for a living,
That’s not actually living,
But barely just surviving

Then there are people,
Who might wish for your best,
But it seems otherwise,
For they just stand in your way,
The path to your glory,
Or another failure

The stakes have been raised,
For time has flown by,
You couldn’t make it,
For lack of conviction,
Or reasons unknown,
But what does it reflect,
A bird with no wings,
Not cause its absent,
But just they’re useless,
The bird can’t take the leap,
As faith has left it,
Dreamless and hopeless

My Bestie


What’s a bestie to you?
What’s a friend to you?
What’s a person to you?

At times I’ve no answer,
At times I’m all alone,
At times I feel,
It’s me against the world

When you’re lost and your scared,
What do you do,
Who do you talk to?

When you know the truth,
When you can’t trust anyone,
When people let you down

There’s no such thing as perfect,
It’s nothing more than a myth,
Unless you live in an ideal world,
Don’t expect perfection

The closest you get,
Is a bestie,
Won’t be perfect,
Neither should you expect,
Cause we are all humans,
Purely advanced monkeys,
Doing random stuff,
Sometimes by will,
Sometimes by intuition

If you’ve one,
Ain’t you lucky already,
To have someone,
Who knows the weirdo in you,
Who accepts you,
Just the way you’re,
No matter how dumb,
No matter how silly,
To share the best of you,
N the worst of you

The one person you’ll probably,
Not want to lose at all costs,
Though it changes from person to person,
But at least it’ll be for some

This is for my bestie,
My love,
My everything,
My very own dum teddy,
One little shining light,
In this eternal darkness,
Giving a lil ray of hope,
A reason to just see it out,
At least till happiness for em

The Climb


As the day goes by,
The weight goes high,
The limits are set above,
The bar raised up,
Every little fall,
To harden the climb

You set out strong,
Even though you so meek,
The confidence inside,
Brimming so bright,
Enough to lift you up,
Even with free flow

Then you slip,
Take a misstep,
Fall down eternal,
Drown in the pit,
Devoid of spirit,
Deprived of hope

You miss the light,
And you’ll never make it,
You catch a glimpse,
It fills you again,
Enough to thrust up,
Reach the surface

Time to climb again,
Time to force through,
It’s your one true path,
Only you can cross it,
Fall again or not,
That’s where it lies,
Your final destination.


Lost the skills,
Lost the edge,
Been so weak,
Been so meek,
Your life is going down,
Through this spiralling road,
With random blips and high,
Pulled on by the end

Where have you gone,
You damn lost soul,
When your body needs you most,
You seem to have ditched it,
Wandering off on your own,
Chasing the floating stars,
Found in your dreamy world

People are rooting you on,
For a life full of luxuries,
Thinking it’s for you,
Maybe it’s just safe bet,
From letting you flounder on,
For you’ve been in free fall,
Since the turn of year,
Three years ago

This body seems so lifeless,
With no thought of its own,
The spark in its life has gone,
Making it worse than dead wood,
Come back you damn lost soul,
Pull your body back together,
You need to get back on track ,
Before it turns irreversible.

Some lines are not meant to be crossed

Every drop is a rainfall

Stream of Life

A stream through the heart of the Tea Estate in Munnar