Saturday, September 24, 2011

Does the grass know that it is dancing to the wind...

Does the earth know that it rotates around the sun.

Do dreams know they are not real

Do you know I love you.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Crutches of bondage

The amputated limb feels like a part of me.
A part of me just drifted away.
Like a broken limb of a tree,
Carried down by torrid streams.
Like it, I long to be free.

Friday, June 17, 2011

The remains...

The place we met..no longer is...
In its place, now rests a memory...
I am in love with what you were..
And, you in love with what I was.
The ghosts of our past continue to be in love...