A poem on roads not taken
Poem on the Mind. Begins with 'You are not present in your mind...'
Poem on never-ending desires
A Poem on The Horizon, a Happy-sad poem
Here I sit, Rooted to a chair, Drinking myself dry, With my curly hair Here I sit, With wine in a hand, And pen in the other, Every breath a sigh, Every limb out of joint, Lost in a red sea of self-pity As my eyes stare down at the pages I seem to lose…
A camel ride
I never held her head between my hands,I grabbed at mist and caught myself,Heavily falls he who has never had a fall,And I fell harder than a boulder into an ocean.Now, till she comes, loneliness... Poor me, Poor me! from hour to hour The heat of love scorches my heart,But she my mind holds dear…
Read in the bus,Read in the waiting room of an interview for a better job,Read while treading tar-black bent sidewalks to a less enjoyable job,Read from a hospital bed dressed in white,Read from your dank prison cell,Read in the dark and in the silence when no one can know you like to read in your…
On the lies that pollute the truth.