(2012)
There are places I haven’t been, Many faces I haven’t seen, The smells I haven’t tasted, And the waters I haven’t tested, The sounds I haven’t heard,
In a world where change remains un… Of the irregular patterns that are… I fear the fear and wonder the won… When I saw a dead plant sprung ba… From the roots where life remains…
It is still December the end of a… But the beginning of another, Of the time when trees are covered… Of the time when leaves of green a… Nestled warm and cozy on the couch…
Sticks that I have burnt disappea… The ashes I have dropped to the g… A speck of those ashes has lodged… And found now, an eternal place, u… Tearing the blanket of tears, ever…
I opened my eyes and scanned my ro… I heard a voice asking me, “Where… Pushed the blankets and I put my… I heard the floor asking me “where… Laughed and shook my head,
When the dark clouds pave the way… On a day when the sky is clear and… I pulled the pall off the coffin, To see the truth lying bare and na… I stood staring with my eyes open…
Passing through the colourless len… The colour of the colourless blue… The blue ocean are creating colour… Of Azure on my colourless and sha… The images are as void as the blue…
Washed away are my doodles on the… Withered away are my inscriptions… Blown away are my footprints on th… But lasts forever are your memorie… Forever imprinted on my soul..!
The journey of life is one of a ki… It moves forward but leaves the pa… When the caravan walk past the des… The footprints were left on the sa… When the tides ebb the shore,
Once bitten twice shy, Can’t fool me again, No matter how hard you may try! Know that I will never give in, Cos I know it is hard for me to g…
I always wonder and ponder, Whether the one who never touched… Is sensible enough to feel the tex… Whether the one who never water th… Is eligible enough to relish the d…
On a cold, quiet winter night, Under the moon and the twinkling s… Nippy breeze caressing the snow so… When the world already went to bed… In the dark room half lit by the s…
When the oaks turned red When the maples turned yellow, And the willows almost fall asleep… I saw the pines with their cones o… Still green and swaying in the bre…
Time when the pall of gloom slowly… When the haze of misery slowly sta… And the vision started growing blu… When the movements of the body sta… And the senses started falling apa…
Like the rivulets, and springs are… Don’t know where they spring from, Like the rain and showers that fee… Are the memories of my past and pr… Like the streams and rivers gushin…
