(2014)
Sliced by the grass blades, Stung by the pine needles, Struck by the sharp stones, oh, wind why do you take all the b… But why do you still flow?
An act that was caught in the act, May not be an act that you might h… Cos behind every act there lies it… So, before you react to judge an a… Just take a moment to find the fac…
There she goes with grace and eleg… Spinning and gyrating in the ballr… Dancing for the tunes of grandeur… Drawing the fresco of intricate de… But of a limited palette, when onl…
Wind has no direction, Light has no dimension, The sun, the moon and the earth I… Circumscribed by four cardinal poi… My thoughts have no direction,
Bothered by the brightness, Bored with the singing angels, My bewildered soul went to Lord,… May I go and visit your other cre… Lord pondered, and took minutes tw…
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…
When needle sharp fangs sunk into… I nicked my body with the swipe of… And let the blood flow and allowed… Cos I know that the wound will he… And the pain wouldn’t last long,
When the facts are masked, And facades highlighted and praise… When something is destroyed unwitt… And someone innocent killed for wh… A truth is killed forever,
Walked into an art gallery on proc… Displayed around are the arts of s… Of the artillery behind the art of… I stood starring at the artistic c… I heard a voice mutter, “What a p…
The winter has past and spring gav… Now when I open my eyes, everyday… I see leaves on branches once nake… I see blossoms once barren, I see green carpet all covered und…
When the stillness of silence is d… When the brightness of light is bl… When the thickness of translucence… When the intensity of sense is num… I stand still in space and time, n…
The moment I stepped out of the c… And stepped into the world filled… I was whisked and wrapped immediat… In the social fabric of different… Of the colours of culture, creed,…
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,
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,
When the winds started breathing c… When the trees shed their green su… When the ground crawled under the… When the geese flee to the souther… As the stars started to show-up ea…