Moontide
Tired for the day, as the sun lets go, of its fast mellowing beams, I begin my daily walk, past my life’s long-abandoned dreams, Some just stare, some greet me with a smile, some with a tear, Some try to
Messengers Of Mortality
At the break of dawn, life has already begun, Amidst the victor and vanquished, the task is half done, Those unfortunately alive, are pre-occupied with the dead, To notice the direction in which to futilely head. The unborn generations would
A Bride’s Farewell
You are the brow of a tide, in our happy family’s song, Glimpses of you, in our memory shall remain eternally long, Bedecked in finery, you’ll soon be drawn away to your abode, The worthiness of a Bride’s Farewell and
Chasm
When the silence sets in, on a world darker than the night, Every word sets out, in search of that elusive spark of light, They fervently search every word the mind can harbour, And find their quest for sound, getting
Oblivion
Walking amidst the sights, I nearly felt myself lost, Gypsies all around, selling trinkets at an enviable cost, The sun was just beginning to rise over the last tent, Such an aura of heavenly joy to this beautiful day it