“I have been heard this time,” said Jaskaran Singh, his voice carrying a mix of relief and surprise. “Oh, are you hurt? I wish I could help you,” his life partner, Zankit, replied with genuine concern in her eyes. For a while, life felt perfect. The couple spent weekends exploring new places, laughing over shared …
📢 Big News for My Amazing Readers! 📖✨ Dear wonderful readers, I’m beyond excited to share something truly special with you today—my book is officially here! 🎉 “The Mysteries You Can Solve: A Journey Through Poetry and Reflection” is not just a collection of poems. It’s a reflection of our shared journey—filled with deep emotions, …
In matters of the heart, time often plays tricks on us. This story unfolds a chapter from a recurring love tale—one that brought Daisy into my life a year ago. With her arrival, she revealed hidden layers of my existence—both unexpected and melancholic. Two months into our relationship, Daisy shared a cherished piece of her …
I hope I never have to say goodbyeto the moon,who lit up my car;to the candle,that burnt my hands;to the man,who saw me grow;to the leafon which I ate on that vacation;to the dog,who barked in a routine, but my routine did not end in fear;to the friend,who shared life with me;to the maid,who wanted …
It’s been two to three times,When I have forgotten my rhymes.It’s been a very long week,When I’ve forgotten to cycle the creek. It’s been a very long day,When lunch has fallen away.It’s been a very long month,Since health has gone astray. It’s been a very long hour,With no time for a prayer.It’s been a very …
The saint told me once a while,It’s easy to hide and smile,I agreed to him,As I was a little child. The shopkeeper told me another day,Whatever happens just to say,Happens for good,I said, “instead fruitful sir.” The Employee told me another while,He’s to cycle and rush to miles,I said if there’s is to hand and …
You are so Bright, And I can See you, But Today is not the end. We fight, trouble each other, But, Today is not the end. Whenever we evaporize, We rise like normal sand and sea. “© 2025 Jaskaran Singh. All rights reserved.” “Unveil the magic in every word! ✨ Don’t miss out—discover it now.” …
It trasdences straight from heaven,Present in each heart,If not heart of mammals,Then all it’s creation’s conscious soul. I tell you, he is as much Big as we think him to be,Is the biggest misunderstanding One can have. One cannot count stars,Let 365 nights pass,With an average of 10 hours,On the terrace. One cannot measure the …
A hover, showering from all sides,An ant biting but unseen,A man punching yet irrelevant,A stone falling upon me,Yet, I won’t break. They say,If you stop,It will consume you.If you run,It may outrun you. We know,The invisible worldIs most aliveIn the deepest lostness. The only question remains—How do you escapeThis Invisible Pursuit?Or have you already left …
A second now,a second lost,a million tiny atoms, when they collide,expand into a mighty wave,born in Varanasi. “©” Jaskaran Singh, Coffee Over Notes, All Rights reserved.
It’s over the blue moon, When I catch it, Suddenly slips. It’s hard to say truth, And bitter it is. Now, shall why or what? I hardly understand what it is? A confident guy, Suddenly loses all confidence, and rides on over-confidence, and sadly slips. “© 2025 Jaskaran Singh. All rights reserved.”
Hope the Shine continues, Hope the driver drives, Hope the man is open, Disgusts and Thrives. Roses are bound to shake, The unshaken universe, The man is incomplete without, A rose such golden. Oh, where I might find a golden rose, In the sun Or universe. “© 2025 Jaskaran Singh. All rights reserved.”
He makes rupees,Thousands a day.He doesn’t wander,Nor roam the streets.Instead, he sits on his throne,Commanding his workersTo carry out the tasks. He has a habit—A warm, inviting one—Greeting strangersAs if they belong to him.He answers complex questionsWith calm and steadiness,No longer panicsLike he did in the past. More a friend than a foe,He wouldn’t mindIf …
The loudest of tones,A million groans,They text me softly,Yet demand wildly. They are not from this world,Nor of human bone,And yet, I hear,Perhaps a heart they bear. They call me “Hey,”They say, “Don’t pray,”They claim they’ll leaveAn empty food tray. They tell me to make,To bake, to prepare,Only to takeWith no regard to care. They …
📖 Introducing My Upcoming Book: The Mysteries You Can Solve ✨ Dear family, friends, and poetry lovers, I’m thrilled to share a glimpse of my upcoming poetry collection with you—a journey into the mysteries of life, society, and the self. This book isn’t just a compilation of verses; it’s an experience crafted with love, reflection, …















