Wandering all along the Shore Sharing the shore with many Hiding amongst the crabs The shells playing hide and seek My sore foot is caressed by the sand Leaving an Imprint for a Moment The tides take them away Step by Step as I walk along Sands of time are lost only wisdom from the sands remains…
Dont want to brag about myself,am just a bundle of habits like writing,reading,cook,travel,long drive,being close to nature,munch good food, listening to Carnatic music,do something for the people than living for self.Trying to know who am I ?... Ha ha ha... Am just a bundle of habits like reading,writing,working,eating,sleeping,travelling,driving,meditation,like to do things/activities which involve people and also seeking solitude to understand self better.
A silence on the night. The day fluttered quietly in whisper soft resonance, So many colours slowly dying Like confetti in the rain, And echoes touched each other, a reunion of themselves, As though they were astounded At their resonating
The moral dilemma was unlearning. less than truth. Downgrading the- branded witch. Vaccine was spawning new virus. O Buddha, why did you started looking beautiful and began sitting in a living room? Trailing the smoke I was going to find
skipped rocks through a stream today the opening of a brand new day its frame is in minor decay the bleached wood massed in bone piles, we pulled it from dark beach and built fire in a fenced clearing the
(as imagined by this lumpenproletariat) When no bigger then innocuous, ho hum, happy go lucky generic black whole sonny and cher full pinhead size zit, thine pluperfect promising mysterious seat of pants whodunnit wordlessly wise wedded waywardness writ partly apportioned,