All day long
I keep hearing
The kuyil's song
Though the sun is searing
...
Dead neem leaves
Lie like crescents
On my path
Gusts of wind
...
Is there a path
From you to yourself,
Can the house
Look for itself elsewhere,
...
It's time for hard decisions
The sage leader said
...
It is where lies come readily
Without any prompting
...
When we have to tell the truth
Can we bear to tell him?
Before he enters his teens
That's the deadline given us;
...
The wind in the palm tree
Outside my balcony
Sounds like rain,
The quartz clock
...