Heavy does rest stillness when one’s alone;Leaving the world apart, now lesser known. But do we truly leave? For it follows us in, that horrible sound of it allthat ever emits from dawn to nightfall; yet – no less – so in darkness, it swallowsup anything refusing to conform.Locked here within, no possible retreat, toContinue reading “The Terrible Noise”
Tag Archives: Poetry
The Lighthouse
For Shavi, a friend and ikon Orion protects starry skies each night – Giving liberal light with that horse and bear – Their beauty calling eyes to gaze aright, Granting both wonder and direction fair. Yet, despite ever luminous powers, They reveal not all dangers of the dark; For itContinue reading “The Lighthouse”
The Smog
Early morning – the usual coffeeis enjoyed with the sight of this concretejungle. Man’s power on display as weoverturn landscapes – a near godly feat.Yet now, with curtains drawn, there is nothingto meet the eye but smog. Enrobed in mist,human ingenuity vanishingfrom the mind, doubting if it did exist. Nature, never one to speak directly,concealsContinue reading “The Smog”
Hoping for Clarity 