Hello Stranger, I look for you in every faceWhen I am walking, in a crowded hall, at the bus terminalI search for you in every smile, in every look, in every expressionIn my sleep, I search for you In the faceless characters of my dreamsEvery day I wonder if today...
Has your leg the strength to climb high the mountains,Or your hand the power to swim across the ocean.
Where is the last path on this map? Where does it leads? The end or the beginning of endlessness? I'm exhausted cramming every escape route that leads out of this chink - a house without home - such is a life without laughter. The fleshes of the tortoiseshell-skinned beads of...
I could be to you like the dew upon the rose; the blade of the grass or as the face of the sword I could be the blisters on your skins or the venom of the black mamba; I am not black I am only human.
She takes me through her world A description words fail to capture Bruised, battered By ugly circumstances She still stays stout She ensconces her pain In the most admirable smile. Reflecting not her fears She is a star in the night of adversity. Her giggles echoes At the caress of...
I dream, I hope, I wonder If we can make this world a utopia But, whenever I look hither or yonder My expectation always falter Because since inception Whether unknowingly or with intentions Man has been a perfect destruction To the impeccable works of creation This brute hitherto, has continued...
Inside me, I could hear the sound Of fire munching dry woods; I could see rebellious sparks Breaking from embers. The ashes are afloat; My sight is foggy; All I could see Is the dying twinkle of a tiny spark. What was said to the sun To make it rise...
As we retire for the day The work of the day we have accomplished The god of the harvest had smiled on us Fruits of many kind filled our barns As we await a new journey of the earth around the sun Planning to begin another farming season The enemy...
What is life? ***** Clench your fists, Tightly, Let the air within boil, Love the warmth Wrapped up in your palms, Cherish it! Till your knuckles reel in pain, That your eyes flood with ice, Thawing down the bumpy terrain Of your cyanosed cheeks, Trimming the edges of your Shaking,...
Poor boy, Drowned in himself; In a lake of something familiar, he Drowned in hormones. A few strings to his thing, and Nightlong spell of Venus, He’s fit to swim, but he, Egret! All-white soul, didn’t know That his regret was with Margret In her downside pouch, So they held...
