Aloof.

Don't ask me how I am, don't ask me how feel.
Don't ask me how I am, don't ask me how feel.

Don't ask things you don't mean, coz its not a really big deal.

I'll just wander in the skies, with my cloud of smoke up new highs. .

I don't want any other promises, any other painful lies.

You've been one sweet, sweet pretty little liar

And all I want to be is away, far away in this situation so dire.

I know the consequences might be graver they seem

Isolation is as closer as I could get to my only dream. !

- Tarushi Aswani

Because Angels Are In White…

The poem is on Doctors who were heroes to us in the time of Covid-19

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.