"Splitting love among differences between love and soul, love and the heart, love and the body love and life and slicing it further into multiple pieces how may I offer you my entire love?"

"I have offered many of my self to you to get a single you."

"Do not think I’ve reached where I am now by slipping like a landslide or evaporating like a cloud."

"Strength of creative writing lies in the skill of handling words and articulating artistic expression of feelings.”"

"Pristine river of lives is swallowed by the crowd- Human getting lost into humans."

"Eyes that obstruct the road can be removed but what happens when hearts block the passage?"

"I’ve touched some sentences and have kissed some words."

"In literary translations, it is this very articulation of expressions that matters the most to bring home to the readers the full essence of the original text in question."

"I spry my closed vision over the streets of this city and the shadows lurching within it."

"I lived my youth in dreams of others."

"I’ve climbed up here holding the hilt of time’s sword after driving it into my tender heart."

"As my childhood got opportunity to grow up amidst variety of geography and people practicing different cultures, I could experience the very essence of our diversity."

"The road meanders, wandering in tandem with itself."

"May I pack all inventions in burlaps and hide them in corners of Einsteins’ brains."

"Someone asked me, 'Is there water in your pot?' I pointed to the leaves of a coconut tree."

"Fell in love with these hearts and this soil these houses, these walls and streets."

"(May) the dead body of agony remain asleep resting its head on a pillow of flowers."

"All trees and birds sky and stars bosoms and bangles were seeing everything."

"May I exchange T.S. Eliot’s The Wasteland with the future of this earth like a lunatic’s dreams and make one season of poetry farming by tilling with the pen of desire."

"Poetry is part of our culture in many ways."

"Ascending and descending, uphill and downhill, the road inclines and slopes, sliding down yet climbing anew."

"Playing ball of wind reaching the other end of The Road Not Taken may I call in Robert Frost by holding hands and request Ginsberg to recite Howl facing the world."

"May I create plain fields by collecting clouds and bedeck them with arching rainbows."

"We cannot imagine a mind without body."

"Poetry emerging from a poet enters into the reader only when it comes within the readers’ 'sphere of intellect."

"I had read on the face of surroundings; some broken, some disconnected, some cracked expectations."

"I want to love the self that you say is you."

"The eyes hold tears for so long, let us fill it with love and passion."

"May my pains remain with me, I won't utter, I express it not."

"Life is withering away like a candle that is melting down."

"Every moment age is creeping up stealthily, but life, life is melting down like a candle that is flickering around."

"No matter how happy you are; start assuming, suspecting and doubting; and make yourself the most unhappy person on the universe."

"What was wafting in the smoke of burning tires? Where had time caught in the traffic jam not reaching?”"

"How could it be wished that poetry of a mellow age be born when this time is taking showers in the drama of loathsome taste!”"

"Tonight, let us exchange every part of our bodies and every space of our souls with each other."

"Sometimes, silence works more intensely than a bayonet to slay a tender heart."

"It's not as easy as it is with chewing shame and foolishness to chew the wreckage of broken time."

"I gather all of my sorrow, and bring you in my reminiscence, I think of you and forget all of my pain."

"Neither my acts have wiped the woes of any sufferer out, nor have I cured pains of wounded ones; with the faith pompous mercenary, O' Glorious! O 'Lord Almighty! how can I bow my head in your adulation?"

"I exist no more, every moment a new being lives inside me."

"I'm bereft of poetry on this planet, from where the beauties of Creation are vanishing away furiously.”"

"Unaware about my surrounding, unconscious I live."

"Keep some fires burning in your heart; I would extinguish it if I could, or get myself engulfed with it."

"I want to be everywhere of you."

"I shall give you a song, and you fill melody in it."

"May I free myself from the labyrinth of knowledge"

"A reader cannot take poetry by expanding it beyond his/her consciousness, rather can take by shrinking it within."

"When I closed my eyes withdrawing myself from darkness I saw light glowing everywhere."

"Whether anybody comes to convince me or not a part of my life does always ache arresting my chest."

"The road never halts."