The title Paperboats is a subtle suggestion of aimless wandering of thoughts and sensations evoked in the poet's sensitive heart and soul by myriad aspects of life, that leave behind a trail of ruffles in his inner calm. Over the poems assorted between the flaps, a looming shadow of fragility and flux, and a subdued longing for rest are palpable. At times the voice of the poetic persona breaks into an elegiac chant on life as a flotsam on the cresting tides of modernist ethos or zeitgeist.