The Invaders
Feasts and hallowed days spin on orbits seldom grazing mine, till your voice swings past meridians…
June, 2013
Just a Small Wish
On nights like these when silvery drops of rain dance with glee on my roof, bathe…
Speculations
When sleepy eyes of the night hand over charge of our world to bright-eyed sunrays, what…
Rose That Was
Perchance you notice the Rose that was in my ceramic vase, read it not as a…
Bitter Oranges
Bitter oranges hang from trees Like solitary dervishes Spinning through balmy Mediterranean nights… Comfortably numb oranges…
Dead Wood
This is a dead wood its colour ash We walk through it holding conversation like hands…
The Mole
I know a girl who has a big mole on her right cheek. She lived some…
What the Elements taught me
Earth taught me to live with all, to outlive all, to evolve from season to season…
Body
Cold islands of clouds float in the sky. The fire red horizon melts into the stream….
Battle
Red blood drips from the Sun’s wounds and flows from the horizon unto these silent shores….