In celebration of valentine's day spirit-Less is More!

In his eyes

I see love

Like a mirage

enticing thirst

that never

can be satiated.

A spontaneous haiku.

Your eyes shower on me love

that is like mirage

It cannot slake my thirst

makes me more and more thirsty though

till I feel I have no strength anymore- to go on.

suicide

13.02.2011

Can you believe

I actually tore up all my poems to fit in with him?

That was more suicide than any that I could have committed

Did not recognize it as such, at that time though

Remember you had once told me

When someone expects you to be something other than what you are

That is not Love

And now I understand fully well what that means.

Joyous flights

If you should look out of your window now

You will see a clutch of black birds gliding around

in twisting and twirling patterns

Moving in unison

Now separating, now coming together

Turning as a body through angles

With wings molding flawlessly to their sides

All together so that at a particular point in the turn,

They all appear to blend into one.

They are so beautiful and graceful

Their flight looks like a ballet dance performance

They do this dance

Every evening

Just before dark

Every evening without fail

Come rain, shine or snow

Is it a dance, a celebration,

of coming together at the end of each day,

It is simply too joyous to be

Just a sacred daily ritual .