Monday, September 28, 2009

46 people in a room

There are 5 fans
all switched on.

I donot have enough
to get by this moment.

All purple mushrooms are poisonous
she keeps saying. Her frame
appears dull, like her tone
like her drooping cheeks.
Gravity has acted
on her.

Classrooms are dull places.
Does this happen everyday ??

Monday, August 31, 2009

An Epitaph for the Moon

The setting sun in it's motion
reminds me of the lone lamp
over my head.It's switch
is placed exactly an inch too far
for me. The sun smells of crayons,
these days.

Moon is bearable, slightly.
It is a matter of time
( it always is )
before the moon goes toxic.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Dust on my Buds

Illicit relationship of a drunk driver
with a bike takes you places.
It took me,
to the ground.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Laddakh

A barren void --
so filled,
with beauty.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

~Beauty~

Thine eyes --
Entranced I stand,
blinded.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Caged

The sparrow --
it's wings clipped,
eyes an open sky.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Autumn

An Autumn evening --
the old couple,
remember a spring.