Khwaishh merii sabkii jaise...jyada nahi bs khushi...
Khule aasman mai bekhabr hokrrr... jyada nahi bs...
maroon, and mottled.
stem worn thin...
Oneiric parks dreamed in the dark
have the fragrance of a remote bark...
Some shores are best unkempt
Intricate glass carvings and glass...
LOVE’S BIRTH (haiku)
in the womb, great light...
MY STRANGE FERRY BOAT RIDE
As the Gold Star Mother Ferry struggled against...
Abide by social norms, and at times flout
Better to be sometimes in and sometimes out...
I travelled the road of my desire
a path which led me to love-shire...
In the dripping dark,
Deep, deep underground...
There are two lies
That I've learned to unlearn...
LOVE FOUND A WAY!
From the beginning, human kind went astray, each...
threading twelve needles
through many flooded cave networks...