With tainted eyes,
And soundless cries,
I hear the sadness,
When love dies.

Down by the sea
where the marram grass grows
there's a ******* the beach
in a rusting boat
with a tablecloth sail
and it's rudder broke
and her eyes are an ocean wide..

Easy flow the waters
of the river passing by,

though we straighten them with walls
and narrow them in time,

and lace them up with bridges
to bind them where they lay,

still the waters, like a lifetime,
slip their bonds and pass away..

Sometimes my heart just skips
with sorrow and fear
of so many unpredictable events


My life hardly flashes in front of me anymore
everything is slowing suddenly
was I a worthy creature
did I earn my very existence

Am filled with questions and regrets
the world is possibly never going to be a better place
I open my eyes and I see him been devoured
I close them and I don't hear anything
they are all immuned to pain

I wonder
Is life really worth living?

they wonder
if there was ever a light at the end of the tunnel
they don't have fairy stories anymore
Maybe a quick death is a show of mercy
and these are the best fairy tales they have


When they took him
He cried out loud
Please shoot me, don't let them take me
you know what they'll do!

Someone from the crowd shot him
they all starred with no tears
they knew he's better dead than alive

Excruciating agony they felt


Is this what love is?

The diamond studded dome resplendent
we know as thought, is the abode of God,
the throne he sits is the most powerful
of seats, here he is alert all day and night,
if one invites Him with an awareness what it means,
His presence lights every  nook and corner of
each  thought's origin, path and culmination.
See a mouse and it's nemesis a wild cat
play together in peace like long time mates.

Just the result of a thought changing
it's course, moving like the God of peace.