Dull pattering through agonised woods

fumbling winds, serrating storms

animals vanishing into the undergrowth

scurrying beneath the ground

birds huddling under leaves.

The river breaks its bank

water spreading out like *****

villages swamped with infestation.

The storm batters and bruises,

bellowing through the night like a troubled god.

If you could only hear this howling desert wind,
Echoing of the four corners of this vexed heart,
Swirling about trying to latch onto your love,
But the wind has no fingers...

It continues to go, 'round and 'round,
Forming a dust devil and shredding the walls,
Cracking and separating the desperate foundation,
The blood trickles down my ribs,
And you never saw it.

I sit with my face to the sun trying to catch it's warmth
But the winds quickly snatches that away
I'm quite content right here
Under the baby blue sky
Sitting in a sea of yellow flowers
They almost glow reflecting the joy of the day
But nothing breaks the chilly winds of change
The flowers scream to the sky
As the Sun's rays reach down
Like a mother for a child
The wind drags in the clouds
To blind each other's view
Mother Nature starts to cry
The flowers bowed thier heads
The sun just hides her face
For everything knew the winds of Chang where neigh

A cold wind blew
when the light went.
An accumulation of warmth
came from copse and hill,
cheap spawned and self created,
as the night renewed.
He walked home, careless of his stumbling steps,
and softly threw his bags to the
floor, demons on the hearth-rug,
coiling snakes and insects everywhere.

It was all behind him now.
A sullen fist of half-remembered regret,
the weather-laden wood carrying his dreams
in each silver flaked leaf.

A half-remembered face, an
age destroyed beauty.
It was time to go now!
Time to go!


The frost enthralled clouds interlocked
when time slowed,
leaving half dead leaves languishing or intermittently
crashing to the ground.
Few left or returned,
combating time.


A half-remembered life
spun from seconds.
Sad voices in half-remembered intervals.

If I never wrote
people would never know that I live--
does that matter--
it sure does to me.

That when my thoughts
and words
all my experiences
never hinted to involve another person.

How can anyone ever know:
that I think
I ponder
and I thrive
that amongst all my knowledge,
desperately I pander
for the eyes atop hills
and inside the trees around me

to speculate about my life,
when the wind brushes
through my hair
and sweeps across plains
knocking into trees
and leaking into your homes.

There are hints of my brevity
lingering within the air
and next time you speak
you'll realize that these words,
are not yours alone
but the words I've snuck
into your mind
with the wind.

Thick black clouds, stormy winds, heavy rains, torrential downpour,
everything is over
It’s time now to move out .

Step by step, one step at a time
Every step directed towards destination.

Let it run
Let it flow
Let it go along with the flow.

When gushes of water come in between the legs,
let the water run,
let it flow so as to reach it's marked destination.

Never allow the water to remain contained in one place
Never stop the flow, in fact let the rainwater flow on it's own
Let it go away on it's own along with the flow.

Life continues, which means that time does not stop,
since time and tide waits for none.

Try to be a part of the present moment in time
Move ahead, keeping in mind the present moment in time.

The future remains uncertain
At some point of time in the present the future will get ascertained.
The uncertainty with regards to future keeps every thought going on in the mind with regards to the present and future on hold.
Still the present moment in time has always been important
The present moment in time will decide all the responsibilities that need to be handled with caution and care in the present and also in future.

Every effort in present is made to gain excellence
An attempt is always made in the present to ascertain the future as much as possible
The future still remains uncertain
Still in the present moment an individual moves ahead expecting to make more efforts in the time that is yet to come,
all this to gain the desired level of excellence.

Keep moving along with the flow
Never stop the train of thought
Let the thoughts going on in the mind,
keep coming and going on their own.
Streamline them.

One by one each and every thought will get it's priority position
Followed by streamlining of thoughts will be planning and line of action that needs to be taken.
Focus will always matter the most when it comes to moving ahead along with the flow towards the new destination
Till reaching upon the new destination keep going along with the flow.