Do they ever go away? Do they really die? Or just go to live someplace else under a new name, an unworn guise. Dreams that were left at...

A page and a half is best Two, just about it Three and over, is stretching it a bit Four or more and you're assured no one is gonna read...

Actually under the guise of easy language there is another layer of complexity to this poem. The bias at the start gets toppled in the...

From the simplicity of hunting, gathering and wandering in woods To the crafty conquest of earth, filling the granaries for days cold or...

One by the waters another in the mountains, and one or more to live between them A book, a cup, a window may be Sounds of birds added...

I had heard the stories of flowers, of fragrance Had read a poem or two of there being a spring that never ends I had seen a few blossom...

In the firmament of sleep clouds of dreams- fluffy, light dense, dark, shaped to the cast of desires unfulfilled- began raining regrets...

Plan everything your day, your week your years, your life Weekends, holidays meetings, conferences presentations, projects Recreation,...

It has no form even as it forms the very basis of all there is to perceive It has no shape even as it shapes all there is to experience...

Be born, once or a few times each day or month Pass away or simply die working or waiting for it or by accident Learn to read, write try...

The inescapable, sky It is there always, everywhere Even if you were to not bother seeing above you and beyond below you and under right,...

One among million, billion, trillion Let's call it countless One among the countless From a place where numbers mean nothing Mocking me...

Vile, bile, waves of rile No, she didn't mean any of it Wounds, pain, cold spite No, she didn't intend any of it Manipulations,...

Prying open the lids I attempted the Doll's eye. I could see the mischief in her wink. Stretching the skin across her cheeks I could see...

On the drenched ones pouring verses and words On the cold and shivery wrapped in quilts of mystery On the ones humid when I sweat to put...

Infinity forgot to brighten the unlit corridors between these orbs orbiting about themselves in a constant rush to distance themselves...

Few, same things I do each day Snooze the alarm, look at the phone, scroll through the dead of a page Morning turns noon, noon blushes...

I hear it on radio, between songs and playlists, on my way to the beach. I read it in paper, neatly placed between colourful magazines,...

The moment it raises its head like a mole past a hill surveying the moment/ situation/ fields and timing opportune to lay its net You...

It can have humble beginnings But humility and it usually do not see each other in the eye Seeds found just about anywhere Plenty to...