Promise On sale in this eve bazaar Me A beggar looking for silence Promise I am scared of and nothing else Enroll
The whisper the wind that left behind Will take me where? The tired calmness of end January cold Bringing out the path that's hazy now. Breeze not the loneliness making up environ Of solitary imposed, convicted loneliness. It's now hard to remember her face as I was thinking But, no, the coffer is open and … Continue reading To You, To Neverland
The cry of the tom cat fathoming the silence Deepening by the howl of the old poor dog And zip and honk of the irregular night commute. The rain unwelcomed singing the humming Outside closed doors of my southern windows. Nothing will last forever. Even this December rain. Nothing will live forever. The wet fallen … Continue reading December Rain
(What's there) 'ween existence & existence of existence; Time imitating time to create a new time Or day rotating to conceive to-day, tomorrow, yester-day. (What's there) 'ween this moment, and next moment phoenexed from it Creation of creation of illusion or our wish visualized Or cycle of cycle of all surroundings & happenings around us... … Continue reading Echo of What’s
Abit of dramatic symbolical dark one...
Don't read only or like please comment on this poem of mine a take on daily life. November month it is; no shaving month. The noble cause has hidden long ago beyond gimmick. I remain clean shaven; no moustache no beard, But, this year I thought to be unshaven. Yes, I grown a beard, but, … Continue reading Ghost of My Father
Based on the legend of Queen Maya, mother of Lord Buddha, and her dream.