Tuesday, November 23, 2010


Poems are written, Ships set sail
A face so Exquisite, My breath just fails
A stranger she is, A stranger she will remain
Bringing a faint smile
If I remember her again ..... 

Note: Image courtesy Danny St.: http://www.flickr.com/photos/dannysantos/
         The guy is superb: www.dannyst.com

Monday, September 13, 2010

Love for thee

Love for thee is not poetry
Neither a song nor chemistry 

Love for thee is not silence 
Neither my crimes or the heart's Violence    

Love for thee is your smile 
So bright and full of LIFE, Now I can die ... 

Saturday, September 11, 2010


I was floating away carelessly, a little white cloud
Why did you have to come like the bright daffodils, so proud

I wanted to stop and gaze at you for eternity 
But the wind blew me away towards meloncholity

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Moments ...

What if I get you ... What if I get the world,
will it matter ...
The Notion ... the emotion .. the devotion of being in Love ..
is far Better ...
I would rather have those moments .. than growing exponents

Monday, August 16, 2010


Dead of the night, when the darkness is bright;
I crave for my true IDENTITY.

The time is set, for the straitjacket;
I crave for my true IDENTITY.

In her luscious lips, and the sway of her hips;
I crave for my true IDENTITY.

In despair, But I still repair;
I crave for my true IDENTITY.

Is it it a lost cause or just a Pause;
In MY war against my IDENTITY.