Poetry

to a friend who rejected this allegedly as being too obscure

ㅤ ~for A. P. J. Abdul Kalam

This city is a riot.

This city is a riot,
a riot of tints and
tones,
it is full of monsters
and men,
of the chivalrous and the
boorish,
of…

Enlightenment? Maybe in a minute.

Old poems speak to old souls. I don’t read much modern poetry; there’s too much imagery and not…

Hungry Ghost

They always said to me

“time flies, don’t hang around

The Present Sucks

Imagine a sandglass
Turned upside down
You know time is slipping
But by how much now?

Set me free

Humans were born free. Born nomads. Born to use his own mind and body to find food and protect himself. Free to create a life of his own…

the moment before

The moment before
is a precious time to me.
The rumble 
of anticipation
lulls into 
a the hum 
of inner conversation. 
When the…

In life — everything you are going through
 is preparing you for what you asked for!

Affirmations

an acrostic poem

Accept that flowers bloom when planted where they need to be — not before,
but perhaps after.

Open Hand or Closed Fist?

The closed grip miser