Author: Briji KT

The Himalayas are a range of speculations, The mountain which is formed millions of years ago, The great collision of continents

Resolutions are made… not to follow, Reservation cannot be made lest tomorrow is not yours, Rear view is the past…

As I drift vagrant along with…time, The luminent fire flies of memories surrounds me, The memories of a star studded

My home is in the valley of heaven, Under the bosom of Mother Nature The valley remains virgin for ages,

I am with me, in solitude, Solitude leads to silence. Silent… But not forbidden..! Silence embraced me beyond my understanding,

The canvas was enormous.., But the artist was short of time and hue. Am I there in your sky? Asked

The triumph of freedom was hijacked, Beguiled the sweat and blood…Shed by the truth, The exultation was short lived, As

I am not a prisoner but of my thoughts… Principles and ideals are not bars of my cell, Who caged

A poem dedicated to Rajasthan Camel Forces. The hooves of the camel whispered to the sand, Let us pass this