I wrote this poem in 1982, 14 years old. It is a tribute to the noble and sensitive soul of an artist. The painting is by my mother, the artist Kusum Shukla. Read also The Poet from 1984, age 16.
The Artist
Children, Children!
This poem, written at age 15, mourns the loss of childhood. It was one of my late father, Ramesh Chandra Shukla’s favourite poems. The painting is by my mother, the artist Kusum Shukla. Compare this poem to The Hour of
My Friend – 1
The combination of friendship and love is complex at times. This is the first of a series of poems exploring the different facets of friendship and love that I wrote back in the early ’80s. Compare this poem to Departure