May 2010

View all on this date written articles further down below.


I came into the world alone
Sitting in a tree.
I looked around the nest and found
There was none but me.

Alas my parents had long aflown
Squabbling o’er the sky.
My siblings building nests their own
I have to stay in mine.

I’ve learnt to crawl my way on earth
Feeding on kindness fell.
Vultures, crows and birds of curse
Roaming in my hell.

One day I broke my tinsel wing
Choking in mud and clay.
God took pity, mended my limb
For so much that I had prayed.

I flew hard to a land afar
And met a sparrow too.
He was bright, cheery and kind of heart
But we could not fly a’two.

We came into this world alone
And alone we shall leave.
Who’ll remember your passing now?
Who will your absence grieve?

The world has no place for a bird
Living out of fear.
But where to find the strength to live
To stop the flow of tears?



The Touch of Sight

Fingers lingering o’er your pillow
Scents of your gaze quietly billow
Staring from the depths of love
Into the swells of bitter mirth

Fingers lingering o’er my brow
Sweats of coldness overpower
Tastes of thoughts of silent walls
Round and round my guts enthrall

Fingers lingering o’er our bed
Lusting after future dead
Frozen heat of closeness round
Our love and our hearts for aeons bound



My Heart

‘Twas warm and pounding the day
It was smashed into
A thousand shimmerings
Of past joys and days
Of shared tears
Such litterings
I have to pick
And mend
And learn
That nothing is certain
In this world of
Ever-swirling whirlpools
Of conceit and deceit
Am a flame teetering
On the last of melted wax.