Month: December 2019

Poetry

If We Get Older

With our canes and eyeglasses aches and pains from arthritis wrinkles and white hair slight memory and hearing loss still talk anything under the sun paper that has been reviewed local and international conferences paper citations and publications still manage to message each other in the social media exchange of […]

Poetry

The Year Ahead

The year ahead is yet to come, It shall be good for everyone. It is a day to enjoy, With our mind full of joy. It is a day to pray to god, And ask him to give his sword. to fight the evil of our mind, That makes us […]

Poetry

New Year

Happy New Year! the urbanite exclaims her alcoholic eyes fixing me unseeingly in midnight hysteria. Notwithstanding she seems caught in the moment celebrating…what? Once it was on earth the coming of light and spring ended the primordial terror winter would bring when new daylight signified life itself in seasonal rebirth. […]

Poetry

Missing Feeding of the Birds

Keeping my daily journal diary short these sweet bird sounds lost- reviews January through March. Joy a dig deep snow on top of my sorrows. Skinny naked bones sparrows these doves beneath my balcony window, lie lifeless without tweet no melody lost their sounds. These few survivors huddle in scruffy […]

Poetry

My Heart is Full of Joy

Emptied of negative thoughts Reaching out to all Responding with love-knots Yodeling Xmas carols Come, let us celebrate this day Ring in the happy new year Indulge in some fun and frolic Sharing festivities with cheer Thrill of decorating the tree Magic of the gala moments Anxiously, avidly waiting for […]

Poetry

या तो जानकारी पुख्ता नहीं

या तो जानकारी पुख्ता नहीं या फिर मुद्दई को मुद्दा नहीं मुखालफत क्यूँ ना हो, मगर शहर फूँक दे वो बच्चा नहीं फसाद होगा तो हश्र भी होगा हश्र का फिर कोई आशना नहीं शक़ है तो खिलाफ चले, मगर पीछे चले जिसके वो सच्चा नहीं काटकर ले गया जो […]

Poetry

The Reason

It was dark but it was easy to read the reason for your visit upon my grave…                                                   ~ Alive In Coffin         […]

Poetry

Last my Solicitation is

Do you discern who it is! She, Mixture of four seasons Raindrops quench my thirst Roses sprout with my heart Sun shines in my sky Colours of migratory Autumn She, Different from other earthlings Her heart is tenderness knows no limits Her kindness covers all her flaws An Angel cropped […]