Yeah.. I know …. my existence.. Is anonymous. I know that you will read silent language of my eyes.. you will know all the, secrets of my heart… and then….. Pieces of love will...
Falling flower scene… It’s your rememberence .. Wetting eyelids ..unseen… It’s your rememberence .. Crying heart and soul…. It’s your rememberence.. Loneliness and dark within . It’s your remembrence .. Passing night .long so...
Shashi Tharoor, MP, called for rebuilding the higher educational system in Kerala so as to equip the youth for the technology driven knowledge economy and society. The creation of "well-formed" rather than "well-filled" minds...
We are all immigrants today We have no roots We are all uprooted We are virtual We are virtual immigrants But yet we are all reality Our existence have no proof Our identity is...
The lie courted Seldom dispersed. The truth, faded. Hurt revered. Faint the bells distant Saint , the crystals! Paranoid the toast of breakfast Hibernating the coffee cold. Reel the system. Fated, the dwindling difference! ...
Whether it was the 8th of October 9th of November 10th of December doesn’t matter ~ memory’s disassembler ~ just the present precipitation from all that happened The salt that seasons our seconds cinnamon...
Poets are those who need not be told that the moon is the mind’s greatest deity. There is always light here on Earth ~ even wrapped in night’s black silk sheets, I wear the...
Dearest, I’ll seek the secret to liberation, as soon as this bed lets go of me. In a dream I waited in line for communion at Christmastime. When I reached the beaming priest, he...
Over the face of naked watersa nameless breath was blowing In wide windwhite seeds of weakness & weightless days of realizationwhirled in one confused flurry A subtle hand separatedlight from darkdark from salted sky...