this overcoat
of friends
filled with smoke and
lies. I’ve worn for
years. Drenched in tears
it’s soaked and heavy
as my father’s 60 Chevy.

Time to Shed
this wrinkled skin
I’ve lived in all my life. It’s pale
and thin/stretched
too wide. I cannot hide the
Lilly spots that branch out
from my eyes.

Time to shed
this painted red
drawer of memories
beside my bed. I haven't
energy to sift through
the pile/sort out the happiness
from the bile.

अक्कल नै बाड़ी नीपजै , हेत नै हाट बिकाय।
Means wisdom doesn't grow in bed & love isn't found in the market.

I find you in the moon night
while you smile with the stars
I see you in the sunrise
whereas you bloom with the flowers.

I draw you in my eager eyes
on the ocean beach
and I get the surprise
when you look at me more than twice!

I follow your shadow
when you go for a morning walk
I gaze up to your window
whenever you remove the balk.

One day you will hear my heart
and let me know your answer
I am waiting for the happy day
when you'll take my request as a lover!

I am tilted towards being quiet than speaking.

Silence has a voice that,

speaks to me-helps me-stabilize me.


I realize the beauty of the universe

with the running thoughts

and flying time.


I know voices cross the head.

Some voices are heard, some are suppressed,

but a calm mind is achieved through muteness.


I love myself more,

at the sunsets that I see in peace

at the gardens with a heavy breeze.


I grasp the zeal in the noiseless hour.

Get to know the inner self

while consoling the empty heart.

The slide has a 60 pound weight limit.
The slide has a 60 pound weight limit and
It smells like freshly mown grass and a
Soaked one piece Ariel swimsuit—the pink ruffles that
Cling
To a toddler’s stomach rolls as she squeaks and squelches down the plastic
Into the dark blue Made in China kiddie pool
That has creatures from all levels of the ocean together
And she doesn’t care.
The slide has a 60 pound weight limit and
Has visible handprints on the sides from
The toddler holding on for dear life before
She gathers the courage to balance on top on her own.
The slide has a 60 pound weight limit and
Sits in that yard for almost a decade at the end
Of the sickly green swing set that lifts up out of the ground
Whenever the toddler pumps too hard,
And is a end destination for the intense races across the apparatus
That occur every Sunday noon amongst the Sunday School kids without fail.
The slide has a 60 pound weight limit and
Under it is one of the best places for hide-and-seek in the winter,
When it is almost buried under the glistening snow
And the toddler can’t feel her legs anymore but she doesn’t care because
She can’t be found.
At that age she has no limits, no mental restraints that
Cut her dreams off before they bear fruit.
The slide has a 60 pound weight limit,
And of the world beyond it she is only a
Prisoner of fierce fascination.

Hey you
Yes you, sitting behind your screen reading this. I don't know and you certainly don't know me either. But I want to tell you something. Everyone has their own story. Yours may be filled with happiness and joy, or it may be clouded with pain and misfortune. I want you to know that you are beautiful, wonderful and a talented person. Even if your life isn't going your way right now, I know you can get away with it. I want you to do me a favor. I know I'm just a stranger but trust me okay?
Everytime, you see your reflection, whether it's in a mirror, a window or in a puddle on the street, I want you to look at yourself and give yourself a big hug. Because even if you're not the prettiest, the smartest or the funniest, you are something that no one else can be: you. Smile at strangers. Have confidence in yourself. Cry when you feel like crying, laugh when you feel like laughing. Treat yourself like a god/goddess because you deserve it. Keep your head up and keep your heart open. You're worth everything and something more. And always remember that whatever happens, even if it doesn't seem like it, you're everything to someone. Make sure you love yourself…!
You are special.
I love you…!

Let me be a drop
of monsoon rain
Let me feel your lips
once again.

This love of your
green shyness
makes me alive
from loneliness.

Let me forget the pain
of drought
Let me be with you
just to get wet.

Your dancing barefoot
in raindrops
makes my eyes cool
and fills my hopes.

Let me be your
mountain shower
Let me flow down
in your deep river.

This bride of clouds
and lightning flash
means, it's going to rain
to make nature fresh.

I feel you inside me
though you are not with me
No one can find you
but I can see you next to me!

You aren't far away from me
You are in my heartsore
You aren't behind my eyes
but always in my tears!

I can't forget you; it's difficult for me
I still love you as I did before.
I'm not asking you to come back to me
but you could love me some more!

You still come in my dreams
and make me smile
I still read your love poems
and follow your style.

Your moon shines in my sky
It will never depart away.
You'll remember me when I die
Just forgive me that day!