Ticking seconds ticking fast
Leaves comfortable sameness in The Past...
You've been eating away
at my conscience for a decade...
On the pavement
a chalk drawing is admired...
after the monsoons
puddle the red earth into clay...
A steady pulse
then everything crescendos...
Another tedious night has arrived
as I survived a new day...
This world will not end with
a Big Bang. There...
i used to think i could find home by
tracing your fingers back to where...
There is a lesson we are learning-
never to take anything for granted...
winter begets silence as the sparrows
struggle for warmth, the slowly-dying...
You say nothing's the same anymore,
but how could I forget...
How can I fly with a broken wing?.
After so many times there was never no proper...