window

my little window is closed for good I look out from the one that is still intact I set my elbows on its ledge I peep through the glass not clean today it has some dust from yesterday’s storm my chin resting on my open palms my eyes focused on horizon need to know if...

passion

passion they put the chisel on a block of wood cut it shape it put intricate designs they make a dead piece of timber come alive they dig the earth to move it deeper like our interiors sow some seeds from the yesteryear's crops sprinkle water or wait for rains to let...

Prayer

Prayer as this dusk appeared on my window I picked up my pen filled it with ink I needed to write a prayer with my heart in it I ordered my fingers to write his name they wrote all I wanted to every single word etched on my heart echoing in my soul I asked my feet to...

we move

we move I move forward one inch with every passing day in this maze of life created out of bricks, mortar, stones, rocks river that flowed carrying all I ever had it's waters enriched with desires to be reborn each new day dawns with an added flavour every dusk falls...

tide

tide. when this tide in my heart swells flowers bloom fragrance fills the cocoon that we enter on our call from above from within when the moon turns full I look into your eyes to find me sitting upright waiting since ages waiting to be complete you fill me with your...

let me be me

let me be me let me do this one more time let me keep your voice on my lips let me hold it on my tongue let me call you by your name let me say it a thousand times let me tell you all your tales let me say what I need to say let me wish for moon and stars let me dive...

valentine day

valentine day when you touch me with these feathers you hold in your hand I shiver I long for more I ask for deliverance from myself I rise to your unspoken whispers I run through my veins I rush to reach that zenith designed for likes of us holding on to each other...

spring

spring enclosed in your warmth surrounded with your fragrance I passed through this cold to achieve spring in no time fall went with a swish of my will fell on deaf ears as we walked hand in hand on dried leaves their rustle musing within this forest as we carried...

river.

river... I flow with the time my feet walk past me tick tack echoes, air thickens making pace with time's clock I flow with my waters gurgling,cascading, falling taking with me, time's bounties gems of bygone ages sparkling, scintillating, cutting bifurcating skies......

my void.

my void. a voice rise within me to hold your hand to walk beside to shun sunlight to bathe in moon to fly away from universe a voice speaks within me to cherish this void with you inside I move myself with gushing sounds that fill my ears when you pass by rustle of...

Half Moon

Half Moon by Pritpal Kaur

The journey of Mehar, the saga of her suffering, culminating into her evolution towards the end is the essence of the novel, Half Moon.

Photos from Half Moon Book Launch