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"Fights The teary nights. Dice Tossed up to chose the right. Lately turned off Room' Lights. Pair of eyes Ensured the soul slept right. Dreams Seen flying as kites. Failures Being advised. Success Adding the delight. Being by side Doubled the excite. Closing off Mountains the ignite. Being together Saw hatred getting dissolved And Love multiplied...." - Pushkin Channan

"tears in the eyes the love vanished in the sky happiness or the fear the emotions felt, I guess, were real the feelings derived were somehow rare; maybe the heart knew in a few days time the TWIN soon would fly. marking the place the heart would abode the boundary needed to be known a place not her own bidding farewell to the home that was now disowned a guest visit maybe in every few months time a quick recap of the childhood left behind. the marching footsteps that ensured the exit those footprints that ensure the last presence perish!! a look back on the memories and leaving behind the stories  to be inked in diary probably with not so cryptic entries" - Pushkin Channan

"No talks Curtailed walks Just the stalks Memories stored In the jukebox. Those needles of clock That sound Tic-Tic-Toc Pictures framed Acted barricade. Tears drop The way water falls Making a beginning The wrinkled me crawls. Being gazed Through the window of the hall The pair of eyes Being notified The empty March On the boardwalk." - Pushkin Channan

"I learnt to live Alone I felt I'm some Unkown The day I was new I remember My heart searched Someone with same mental disorder 😂 The day on the lunch table And making myself able To talk When everyone thought I just stalk I knew you would walk Irrespective of whatever o'clock From strangers to siblings, post arguments An effort to make a beginning Seeing a threat to our seedling, I knew Scourge would suffer a killing We grew up quibbling Accepting to live alone 🙃 Heart knew you'll forever remain a sibling 🤗.." - Pushkin Channan

"I stood up tall Alone on the top Planning to measure Depth of the sea And not asking price for it. I jumped In the air I surged downwards.... The time slowed The blue looked as the white snow Mixed up red With those bloodshed I felt Self to be a zombie Tried to fit among the mortals That dared to bomb me The surface gets disturbed Of the calm water And not making much sound It did the disaster The waves took away The soul that was to stay An injustice to self Pain, remembrance, guilt And I'll take away All the regrets Ending all the baby-talks. Those pending Street walks Needles of the clock In the night hours Stored memories in the juke box" - Pushkin Channan

"I saw you Through the window And wished time could slow... Seeing the same pillow Tears said, ask her to wait until Next tomorrow... The wheels of your car Heart wished entrance to be barred Distance you travel Would be miles far.... Those pillow fights And screaming at the top of the voice Sharing the chocolate, that Doubled the delight The heart cried Hearing you say ''see you until next time'. Eyes hoped The view to get choked Feelings answered Tell your emotions to get blocked The toys left behind The empty space born in the mind May be a clone Of your kind. The window pane I'll take a final look from And tell the memories not to die Sisters do dress up as brides In their life!!!" - Pushkin Channan

Not the Vatican nor the Rome In my country There was one more home That wore the color of my own. The city welcomed me, outlander And treated me, foreigner That painted self into a corner. The streets demanded to be known Forced to kiss the pain Of keeping alone Seeked for a homie Hear the groan. Across came a soul Anonymous and unkown Felt one of my own The voice carried the tone That comfort me in the same zone The mortal cared, reaped the seed Of the trust that being sown. In the times of clock Wee hours assist my moan Helped me sob and groan Anguish my heart roared Cry everyone ignored Faith restored Trust bestowed. Despite the malady explode The love got poured The path led to the road To the four walls where heart abode And boundaries where none implode. A soul by now Only i would know Treated me as her own Space everyone chased to fall Little did they know it was her call To make the space for small Nurt...