Author Archives: Madhu

A twenty-something medicine geek with a love for reading, poetry, and reading poetry.

When I Hear Your Name Comments Off on When I Hear Your Name

My compulsion is
to teach the birds to sing it,
to teach the fish to drink it…

High Hopes 1

The grass was greener
The light was brighter…

The Tourist From Syracuse Comments Off on The Tourist From Syracuse

Mine is the face which blooms in
The dank mirrors of washrooms
As you grope for the light switch.