I ask the tiger woman,
what is the only truth of man?
Mitigated or unmitigated?

Will you tell mehow
to meet death without pain?
Because certainty becomes uncertainty.

Trivial happiness is
very costly. The enlightened
knowledge collapses like Greeks.

standing  beneath a mammoth  hill
Gazed up in fright and awe
as umpteen  thoughts raced across
On how to touch its majestic crown
to witness the world that lay underneath
from its wondrous height, but then
Will I succeed?

Determination whispered in my ears
with a lofty “yes” ,though shivers struck
a moment , then with a deep breath
And  firm foot- stepped up.. doubtless
of  Will I succeed?

Each breath accompanied every stride
to fulfill a dream that heart dreamt of
To touch the glory, that shines atop
For a panoramic view of nature’s  best
And mind settled  with no question of
Will I succeed?

Joyful tears stream down
At the sight of serene and tranquil greens
that lay at foot , imbibing a vanished pain
for sweeter  joy, And in deep breath
a whisper was heard..
“I have succeeded”….,!!

Dear Dad,

I relive your death every day.

Your sincerely,
Miss Daughter.

Nature's beauty became mine when my poetic eye caught it. With verses inscribed on my soul, I chiseled its beauty into the magnificent fabric of life.

Everything is felt, yet nothing exists in concrete space. To feel real becomes an awkward plight.