Lines on the moon
Your thought of me completes my dream of you. Like two pieces of the sky joining together at day and …
Your thought of me completes my dream of you. Like two pieces of the sky joining together at day and …
And so the desert days stretch in the distance all the way to where the sky stoops low to meet …
Write me a letter today, maybe tomorrow – Telling me how your day was – This day and yesterday and …
Bubble up, creativity, ingenuity and all that clamors for expression Bubble up, the courage to build a world for myself… …
Like a tree in the deepest forest, hope bends and twists, then bends more, and moves close to the ground, a …
This burial ground stays silent, its heart is made of snow It crouches – holding tight its frozen sky and …
Watch the late noon sunlight resting on the terrace plant, among its sprightly shoots waving their fingers at the light, …
In all the fullness of day, there remains a small empty space that bides its time, seeks a name, hides …
Seated in the wind and hidden among the clouds, I see stars and sky race through uncounted cycles of time …
The truth is – moments are long, days are short – The moments, long – the days, short – And between …
A corner of the sky glows with a warm golden light as if you playfully splashed colors on the book …
Like a ghost note from an old ghazal that floats in unexpectedly upon the twilight breeze, an early-morning dream …
And this is what this world has for you… A sun and sky, some moon and the sloping shadow of …
She was visiting me after a long time – “Busy with work and stuff”… I understood. Young people tote a …