Thursday, June 15, 2017


Here stands a grand and mighty tree, straight and tall and free
As tall as to reach the roof of the sky, dwarfing me like a fly 
Such a true colossus, as wide and round as a giant mound
Its elegant foliage is as richly green with life as ever been
Its powerful roots are on hand, colonizing the depths of the land

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Anticipation and Reality

Seeing that I trained so hard for the rugged mountain
Been up and down the stony rough slops
And readily look forward to wrestling with a mountain
Reality brings not a mountain when the real moment comes
She brings me a rough river to cross instead

Monday, May 15, 2017


Like a politician vying for a seat too hot to miss
Procrastination stands on hill tops with malice
Starts mudslinging today and elevating tomorrow
Says procrastination, cunningly yet too narrow:
Today has issues, in fact today always falls short

Sunday, April 30, 2017


Is the sky blue?
Depends on what our leading voters are saying
Are they saying the sky is blue and beautiful?
Then the sky must be all blue and wonderful
We promise to maintain that as solidly as a mountain
And we are going to even improve it with resolve

Saturday, April 15, 2017

The Power Problem

As it increases unchecked, power becomes monstrous
Like a balloon being carelessly and dangerously inflated
Every praise, every worshiping that is accorded to it
Is like air being brown over and over into the balloon
The confidence overgrows to become an inflated ego

Friday, March 31, 2017

The Spectators

The all important ball is right next to his shiny boots
Not a single tyrannous marker is standing in his way
His way is as clear as purified water to the naked eyes
No mountains, no gullies, as any true plain could be 
Even the goal posts are surely at his mercy alone

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

My Cake My Cake

Oh my cake, nibbled, and left in such dereliction?
Standing in ruins, a derelict castle in desolation
Carelessly scratched, defaced and left depleted
With barbarity vandalized, hacked and ransacked
The glory is all gone and now left impoverished 
In desperate tatters like a soul that is malnourished

Tuesday, February 28, 2017


The beginning, the very beginning, is like a dark crossroad
It's in the middle of a pitch dark night in an alien territory
You are looking for the only true path to golden treasures
But into the night all the paths vanish playing hide and sick
They meander into darkness hurrying into invisible realms

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Time Will Catch Up With You Too

In the days when I was young and green in years
My knees melted before the awesome elderly
For their presence radiated awe an honor
As strong as the rays of the bright summer sun
My whole body surely trembled before them

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

The Journey of Life

The big enthralling mountains of hot desires craw by
Imbued with splendorous flowers of dearest moments
The massive plains of longings marked with grandeur
Move ever so slowly as the trip of life drives forward
And those bizarre heartbreaking deformities
That mark the terrains of life are in no hurry either

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Worried Jonny

Worried Little Jonny also called Danny
When will you cease being grumpy?
When will you choose to be happy?
When will you discard the dark strife,
And finally enjoy your tender life?
When I am a boy much bigger and older
When I am a boy all grown up and broader
Then I will be happy, truly happy