Whisper, a voice lingers in air like a song Do you still hum those words of love? I wonder if you reprise how we wrote note by note the song not of words but love carved on stone. The earthy fragrance of rain carries reminiscences of our moments ... Spring entwined into Autumn And then …

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Hope…New Year

Green shines the winter sun Floating in the luke warm breeze Melody chirps through the air Midnight today time will freeze A year of haves A year of have nots Slowly creeping by Giving way to light Strength to fight And a will to live Another day Another year ... Hope happy new year

…New Year

Another year gone few more lies packed & sealed in silk woven of false promises To light a fire in the name of hope Fueled by tears in the pyre of eyes ... Hope


Autumn ‘o’ Autumn

Autumn 'o' Autumn Did you hear her whisper? Her voice lingers around like your golden breeze, and her fragrance floats through the morning mist ... awakening the weary night traveler I watch her as she goes around doing her chores through the day, singing and singing melodies of old lovers tales. Not a moment passes …

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Do we ever keep our promises? How can we be Human if we fail our love?



Covered with the dust of time On the shelf called life, Holding tattered pages Is a book called - self Illustrated with roses & thorns And a path forlorn Leaving me confused Walk or wait As it heads towards  an unknown gate Not a song, rhythm or sound for the the tired soul Is a …

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Predicament of Being Born

On the day I was unborn I took a stroll around the earth A few steps here, a few steps there Around the vastness of its girth Treading along unknown territory Wading through waters Marked as another’s sanctuary Lands spread across The wines and the creepers The trees standing tall Watching like time keepers I …

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