If every fallen leaf was a letter from me,Would you pick them up and keep them in your wallet?Would you hear my words as they rustle on the ground around you?Would you smile when the wind kisses your cheeks and caresses your hair,For some part of it could be me?Would you leave a trace of…
History of My World
The tannic rust devoured little stardust in my books,A line without a hook, the ones who’ve seen things end,the ones who’ve lost a friend, and the ones who will;The Sun will play with you a game of hide and seek in the rain,I’ll sit beside you with your pain.The folks and mystics ended centuries agothat…
For a Christmas
Almost like a ritual, it’s followedEvery year end; the pitythe grieving For being born in the wrong century.Reverse the hourglass, borrow the lightsfor the present.Gloom treads silentlywhile Joy is loud, twas my destiny as a recluse- to paint my house blue. Among the rubies red and candy canes,lay somewhere the glasses of champagneand my hope,…
Sing to Me a Poetry
Sing to me – a poetryFrom your gallantry warsOr in your blue welkins,For decrees of Apollo, or Art. In the loneliest plains –Burrowed in the Birth River,Framed in my heart, a souvenirTo thrive like Sylph – evermore. In mirth and void, the Suns and joy;In frost and death, the carols and laments,Will linger thy sounds…
Gentle Wave of Cruel Time
The mornings of bright skies,The moments of open eyes.Misery grounded in the mind,Minutes pass for us to survive. I know of a man with a courageous heart,I sing to him and he comes for me.Even so do the birds not sing for us?Does the Sun not set for us? Hands of the clock tick-tockLouder than…
Roots to Keep
Dear Palms of my houseIn the sordid soil of my townYou’ve seen these walls turn to dustNested cuckoos and hummingbirdsChanging lives with changing seasonsAn old soul lost, a new one born. Draped in lights of white in November,You’ve seen ours going out all at once.The echoes of my mother’s scolds lie in your woods,Sweat and…
Dreamcatcher
Steam from my kettle,Raindrops on my dress;Satin strings and a moonlit dance.Dead flowers in my broken vase,Scentless memories of the past.My favourite colour is her favourite smell;Countless memoirs of my descent. Sounds of my hometown across three rivers,Meet me on the lonely hill.O, do not let your rage dampen these!My only solace, my loved company.I…
Only Green Grass Grows
I’ve been watering the grass,We once bowed in this land of ours.But it floods my cottage every night,While you remain out of sight. And I think we both know,Only green grass grows.The rain has come once again,But everything else has changed. I have waited for the butterflies that never came,The time is past us, this…
If I Were The Sky
If I were the sky,My hues would changeFrom dusk till dawn,And the world would embrace meFor who I was.I wouldn’t have to fit inFor the world would be mine,The stars would come to play with me;I wouldn’t feel lonely in the silent hours of night. If I were the sky,Distance wouldn’t be my enemy.I’d love…
The Season Of Change
Fallen leaves and barren twigs,Death of flowers and homeless bees.With April comes a funeral,Of a spring, too full of love. The trees speak in a wiser breeze,The land is old, the Sun hard to see.And I welcome the season of change,With bright lights and champagne. For now, I’ve found harmony,In the cries of nature trying…
Chasing Escapes💫 