Posted in Literature, Memoirs on Oct 16th, 2009 1 Comment »
There was a time in our lives
when we thought of the raincloud
as omen, spoiling the day
for us to play in the open.
The rain fills the street canals like rivers.
And if it has stopped, then hurriedly,
we rip pages from our notepads
to make us- paper boats.
We were so young then.
We are fond of races. We will race [...]
Posted in Literature, Memoirs on Aug 1st, 2009 3 Comments »
There was a time when I thought happiness
was infinite and the night full of stars.
And I have my way of keeping track
each day written on a page. There was a time,
when the breeze came to my sails
as it float away myriad of dreams-
like kites braving the sky.
And the harvest is here,
filled my basket overflowing
of summer [...]
Posted in Literature on Jun 25th, 2009 9 Comments »
Mystery unravels tonight,
strange a landscape-
since you left. The room is
a parched valley of sheets
as I lay naked, bathe
in the lunar light.
Sans the gravity
of your satellite. It orbits
without the ocean’s rage
of high tides luminating
passion, as I grope
within the walled corners
of the stark midnight.
Sadness falls
like rockets ebbing
the bed. Its trajectory
creating pockmarks
and craters
of a dormant volcano.
I tip-toed.
To our [...]
Posted in Literature on Apr 26th, 2009 2 Comments »
A box of reverie
I open today,
when hearing
a familiar old song.
An empty gaze
through the empty hall
brought back-
sunny days
and the carousel.
And all
the happy couples,
filling spaces
with their dreams
It used to be-
some balloons
float there
among the clouds.
See, even doves fly
with freedom on its wings.
Like changing of seasons
drifting away-
a gentle river
changing course.
I became-
a passersby
to the playground.
To the carousel.
On one bleak, cold
Sunday [...]
Posted in Literature on Jan 14th, 2009 No Comments »
Crisp sounds of the crushing snow
chills sensation to the eager toes.
with ice castles and the snowman
lovingly smile at this skiing yard.
Pieces of white cloud softly fall
Like angel’s hair in a divine show
Frost filled in the ivory horizon
A postcard captured joy of seasons.
Sweet embrace of the midnight sun,
Misty air swirls in magical swarms
Like a tapestry the [...]
Posted in Religion on Sep 13th, 2008 1 Comment »
A neighbor who lives nextdoor had a caged lovebird hanging in the hallway in our apartment. I was awakened one morning by its relentless chirping as if I was awakened by some familiar bird songs I once heard from my hometown’s parish church. There was a surging of long distant emotions that was laid dormant through all these [...]
Posted in Literature on Sep 8th, 2008 2 Comments »
Among the fireflies
lies a woman waiting ablazed
with her passion to love.
Like a Venus in her shell,
where nocturnal creatures lay
witness to her secret rendezvous.
She hums a melody
dispersing fear, hoping
for her knight to come.
But the knight will not come,
she knows.
She wanders. She dreams.
Of some galant prince
from a faraway kingdom
to take her away.
Of fairy godmothers
bestowing charm. [...]
Posted in Memoirs on Sep 6th, 2008 2 Comments »
Love
before sunrise…
I saw you there among the horizon, peering through the breaking of the first light. That gentleness like the morning star had me longing for more. More of you from the previous night. Let me embrace you like the feathery clouds in their afterglow. How serene am I in your bosom. Not a care in [...]
Posted in Memoirs on Sep 1st, 2008 1 Comment »
Ten years. This was how long, I have mended a broken heart. I have kept something deep inside me a special spot that no one could ever find. A spot that I have built for myself a castle of dreams of many “could have been”.
There are no words could ever describe a deep yearning. [...]
Posted in Literature, Religion on Sep 14th, 2006 1 Comment »
Perhaps, Teofi
the promises of your future withers too soon
like the leaf falling early in the summer
where we frolicked in the fountain of our energies;
and bask in the heat of our freedom;
and in the nest of fermenting dreams with another human.
I can tell Teofi, how sad is the early goodbye
where you breathed your last and [...]
