August evening—
the earth was rain-soaked,
and the sky ablaze.
~ Meeta Ahluwalia
August evening—
the earth was rain-soaked,
and the sky ablaze.
~ Meeta Ahluwalia



The moon –
a numinous guide
for the poetic musings
of my soul. ~ Meeta Ahluwalia

Our life is overridden by love or the absence of it. It has the power to both build, and destroys us. ~ Meeta Ahluwalia



