***** dish
Noisy dogs
How can I retire in the bed?

a piece of mind
memories sweetly written --
the lingering thought of you

Still trees along the road
Rain or shine they stood
I stood and look up the sky

little birds sang to me
by my window
in one sleepy afternoon

It's a long long time,  
This Poet in me, been sleeping,
A real gem, lives within,
Finally got awaken,
After this heart,
Of mine bled and broken.
Now it's narrating,
That a Poet takes over,
And is my new lover.
Fervor is her pen,
To put those words penned.

loving someone
sweet and dearly, and
to be loved by someone
is sweeter than honey, but
loving oneself
is the sweetest shield,
one must bear
leave most nectar
within your flower

a quiet neighborhood
rain pouring --
into the night

listen to the sound of silence
as you go beyond
feel the soft touch of water
as it runs through your vines
capture the vastness of the sky
with your eyes closed
melt with the stillness within!

light spots in the darken skies
rays of  spectrum
my eyes hold an awe

dhamma inundating mind volition strengthen
maras unshackled  from the root existence free’n
sakharas activated in the surface soften
sleeping volcanoes waken into the space weaken

dhamma inhabiting constant atmospheric flow moving
cyclical habit mind pattern from past centuries eradicating
defilements within uprising  in the mind deactivating
miseries dissolving metta within cultivating

dhamma uprising heart saturated lightness consummates
boundless chemical reactions uprising sensations dissipates
free flow vibration charges limitless metta  propagates
static body  still mind equanimity effectuates

lost you a day
miss you like crazy
soft touches
my flesh craves
bits of kisses
so passionate
two hearts collide
i long for it
caress of your hands
bring ecstatic effect
blazing hearts
we melt in bliss  
a thought of you   
in our forestbed
took me to
arousal blow
come to me tonight
feel my blazing heart
let's feast our love  
and fill our hungry hearts

cottony silver clouds
changing shapes every hour
a life versatile

i can’t bare you being like this
but when the night comes your silence pierces my heart,
shatters my dreams,
my agitation comes to the surface
how much I crave to be with you
i can’t bare you being like this
not this broken connection
you left me hanging,
crushed me like one would crush a leaf

Neon lights reflected
Han river flows the open bay
I poured in dewdrops

sleeping heads
ring of a bell
they’re awaken

a growling dog jumped on me one night
in a hollow to ****** the baby in my arms    so fragile
my fist came to his face
but bit me nearly to death
blood scattered everywhere
but no one seemed to care

the dog ran out my sight
so      I checked the baby if he's okay
i see The baby was unharmed
undisturbed and asleep    so tight
i wonder  "Why did the baby not cry"
yet I'm full of worry and fright
in a hollow

i spotted two people close by
so amused to themselves as they stood by
i wondered if they have a sight of me
oh god I hope they're not blind my plea
but they seemed not to hear me cry
for help, I don't know why

i'm so scared
what if that beast comes back
and devours my heart out
as his fang in me - tacked
i'd scream and scream
in a hollow      alone and dark

is this just a dream
reflected my fears all in
and how can I escape from here
so uncanny and surreal
how can I wake up
when my soles have rooted up
in a hollow of fear

clouds of loneliness -
fear of loss - Doubts -
selfish desire is a cancer to my brain!

i wonder if there’s an antidote - i can swallow -
instant and painless
or should i go through an operation
painful but sure

i wonder if there's a cure?
to this loneliness

breath of the ocean bay
calm inducing whimsical melody
my life i lay an ecstasy

soft cottony display
hiding the sunlight ray
my eyes can't put it away

mussy greeny beau
bedded up the ancient soil
my life i lay an ecstasy

once sweet love-birds
now i can hardly feel your heartbeat
under my skin

ticking clock
clattering plates and spoons
chatters from a distance

touch of a winter air
from the northern hemisphere
the fire warmth my feet

overlooking misty mountains
puddles left on the road
which one should i look?

midst of a dead night
the crickets play the music
the frogs won't hear under the sun

chirping birds
footsteps passing by
sound of a fan

i think of you while in bed,
when i’m at rest,
or all by myself
in my room or at the beach,
but when i come back to my breath,
these lingering thoughts melt away
like a bubble popped in the air
the wind snatched it away

bridge of lights
lit up the night
of my cavern heart

bird fly
reflecting sea
in a sugar cane juice

a fragment of star
grow in me
forested the land

moon smiles upon a tree
                    casts the light through the dark blue sea
          speaks in silence to me
    brings peace to my arc as it may be

                                moon stares at me with smile
          through my window at night, as I lie
whispers to me, good night; sleep tight
            draws on my face the smile I ensile

i rushed to climb the rooftop one night
                    to meet the moon and stars in the sky
i waited and was uptight
            but no moon showed up to say hi

                                  melancholy clasped my body so tight
        might moon come out tonight
            if moon glint not tonight
my soul forever will smite

you unveiled to me
what it is mine...
now naked to the truth
of what it is...
what it was not
what it will not be

Cold night
A river of tears run down
Distant inaudible music

rain comes feasting
on green chocolate hills
with their drums of droplets
windy trumpets
a music for a lovely morning

As they stump their feet
on the leaves of the trees
on the grass
and on the roofs of the gods,
tingling sensation comes the surface

a soothing music  
but the gods can't hear it
blank faces
monkey business
all for money

out of my window
i find delight in my
lazy morning burrow
my  senses got awaken
as the wind touch my skin,
quiet my brain

with the song of the birdies
a sound of an airplane,
passing by
i’m in tune with the rain

I'm not a definition of obsession
but passion, care and love
you see nothing good
but dirt in my sleeves
how dare you sweep them off
when you have a speck in your eyes
you ignore for years
call me obsessed
call me blind
call me dull
but i think you're madness as it is
with a big ego and arrogance
shallow is your well
understanding is no place in your head

floating plastic bottles
ignorant faces
the ocean bleeds