She sits there, alone.
As though she is the first
to be born,
Alone…
...
On a confused branch of a tree
Sits a magpie with alert eyes.
Its eyes are always alert
Even when no danger is nearby.
...
Another Day
Another Loss
Suddenly, I am in a forest
...
Haunted by desires,
trapped in its endless labyrinths
the soul tries to define its existence.
...
Love found the wrong nest to perch: 'me’
And it's not flying back
To where it should fly back to
Love settled in me and I can't shake it out
...
Wind can't shake the leaves,
A stone cant make ripples in the stream....
Its sheer boredom
And the pale leaves are so cursed
...