The author is a Delhi-based business leader and poet
Inclement is a funny word
We dare not go ashore lest, perchance, we get into a snare
Willows swaying by the riverside
The aching heart needs some love
Let’s cut the mournful numbers out
Enmity and Jealousy both see Virtue as a thorn
Hold the hand of Silence
Wear your mask, keep your distance, be Sensible
All was ablaze, bizarre the scenes
Is it wiser to remain the fool that you are