Unsung Song is a collection of poems that reminds you that "The strength of a man isn't in the hair on his chest, but in his heart......that lies within his chest." It is a book that encourages us to "Take a moment and ponder about the colour of love. Does love really have a colour?" It doesn't stop there as it freely transports us to "Rainbow city, Turbaned in rich colours, Luscious Blue, cream, red and golden yellow with Images of cocoanuts and stretch of soft sand, Salty sea breeze and fishes." This book is rich in paradoxes as it examines our everyday grammar. "If writers write and players play, Fingers must then fing. When dancers dance and singers sing, don't tell me it is wrong for mothers to moth and fathers to fath."