She cares for his pocket
He cares for his body
And this is called a pair from heaven.

She looks for his biceps
He looks for her waist
And the connection is from the heart to heart.

I am single because
I don’t have a pocket in my trousers
And meditation does not affect biceps.

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar


Why does the sparrow come?
Every morning on my window
While I am still in my bed.
I am a lazy guy
Don’t provide any grains nor water.
The sparrow is like my mom
Who does not expect anything from me
But just wants to see me every morning.
Or the sparrow is like my ex
Who wants me to chase her
And then elope with some other male.

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

Love pains

Love comes with pains
As flowers bring sharp
But hidden thorns.
Morning sun brings hidden afternoon
Full of heat and dampness.
And rains carry life
For pathogens and insects.

We focus so much on the smile
We never think of our faults.
We enjoy all the huge waves of love
Till the boulder arrives
And crushes us
And finally paralyzed our souls.

The season changes
The weather changes
Seeds germinate
And flower turns into fruits
But our mind
Our heart and our souls
Carry only pains, sorrow and tears
Till we die or we hide from the world.

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar


I can imagine my life without you
But I cannot imagine life with you.
You speak so much before we kiss
But you don’t speak after our kiss
I can imagine you before our kiss
But I cannot imagine while kissing you.

You are like my banyan tree
It does not matter how vertical light falls
It always makes a shadow
I can see the shadow from far
But I cannot see the shadow
While tangling in your arms.

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar