A Daze

We are in a weekly business review: me, him and her Nostrils oval black and clear is most prominent about her Dressed in yellow she talks but the words fly As my eyes wander again to her oval nose It’s rude to stare but my …

Time

Is that mighty hand with a will so strong Turning pages, unbiased to happy and sad Dragging us with no rest from wake to death ~ Your mighty hand familiar but not welcome I rebel, drowning fears of what’s to come in wine To no …

OOO(rder)

I’ve run dry, no fuel I look at them old souls tenured 5 years and more Tell me, how did you do it all A task as easy as this, shouldn’t be this hard to carry out Like a mouth that shuts tight, every bite …

Gul Mohars

After a restless night haunted by red flashes and judging voices, I woke up early to a young Sun and a grey dull room smelling sulphurous. I dragged myself to the terrace amidst clangs of chain up the steps- so burdened I was with thoughts. …

Prison

No bars no locks, just open space In field of happy smiling face. Pile up those papers like bricks round No ways can you get all that done. Fear dispels the chill late at night Like a campfire burning through to morn-light. A prison of …

Russian Doll

I crawled out of Ma’s womb fell to ground and took root It was Summer then, it’s Summer now 20 years down Massive with trunks thick, leaves lush I’m a beast I did all that was prescribed and to it I attribute my form But …

Simple Day

Cool is the water as I stay submerged Unwilling to step out, linger a little more A tall list of chores self-assigned look at me But they too grow soft, eyelids drawn It’s one of those days Let’s just be, soaking in the moment Music …

On the Road

He’s out rolling the road with his truck Huffing and puffing along with load ~ It started as with everyone- alone Then came along his pet Woof Who died a sad death that was his first blow ~ Not too later came along her with …

His Mind

One evening after I had all I could, I throw a bomb at him Tell him it’s enough already Get out and stop wasting my time Bring out my list of things I hate Blow by blow I tell him how his existence is worth …

No

I drag my feet out of bed to the desk Fire up the machine, eyes crusty and croak “Hello” so pretty Work it all day long chiming “Yes of course!” By dusk when all parrots fly back home I’m still at it, working it on …