The characters on the canvas are on interface
They turn around to show their full face.
Some wear a smug smile, others wry.
They never look us in the eye, deep.
...
"If thou canst not ascend
These steps, die on that marble where thou art."
- John Keats
...
My sad wings twitter
As body surrenders
To the snow peaks of Rotang.
I am stronger than ever
...
I'm sure, these days, the sal trees,
An important source of
Hardwood timber
Look back in its slow silent flowering wait for
...
"Hardship often prepares an ordinary person for an extraordinary
destiny." - C.S. Lewis
My Providence guides
...
What makes you so happy?
The red soil and the sweet smell
Of tress numberless;
College boys passing with confidence
...
My hands are folded in front of a door at Tinkonia Bagicha,
surrounded by endless crow noises
before the wearying memories of words.
I leave the twilight of metaphors behind
...