The author is a Delhi-based business leader and poet
Never been there so really can’t say
To Memories we cling
In the splendour of Night
Why are we chasing mirages always
The Ferris Wheel goes round and round
Thank you to, my friends, all
The bare tree with leaves again
If I were God, what would I do?
Why hold back tears let them fall
Living It Is, Indeed, An Art
South Asia Monitor