In dusky boots soiled by dusky mud,a situation where it’s hard to tellwhich is which, he stands heaving,under an audacious,…
Oh, how my heart longs to rewind time’s relentless tour,to live anew, savouring home’s embrace a little more.To roam the…
And other poems 5 am Images of a Street in Delhi Upon the sand-heaped beds, the splooting dogsBegin to wake;…
And Other Poems The Lazy Sunbathers Casual meanderings of lazy sunbatherssipping tequila as the world burnsthe same shade as bright…
I carve questions on a White Pine about my inception “Your father made a wish on a Dandelion”. The Pipit…
Questions and Answers The last time I switched careers,a friend had asked –Do you want to leavethis boss, this job…
And other poems Sand in My Toes The moon has learnt to invade my dreams Full behind my eyelids sometimes…
and other poems Wrote this in my Sleep So many roseate summers ruinedby sermons to self,fumbling to fitinto form not…
The Noble Buddha said Life is full of suffering and Boy, he wasn’t lying!There are wars and bombs and young…
Lullaby burnt hair what gets mixed in serving foam: Gaia fissure describe a deep cut snuff pouch…