My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me
I gaze into the bleakness of the e… engulfed by a sense of futility an… I am like the man who keeps fishin… though he knows the river is spent… I cast my line into the milky pool…
My love for you is true, though we have never met. I will not lie to you. I will not steal from you. I will not con or cheat you.
Oh, knower of my heart, this trembling voice cries out in words that cannot begin to tell how deep my longing is for thee.
The old man, who thinks he’s dying, approached me with these words. I am sorry
I see no reason now to disguise this naked heart and soul of mine. You can hide there
1998.... while touring india.... exploring the town of rishikesh a popular hindu pilgrimage site along the banks of the holy mother…
Almost silent, A numbing hum. It is a cold cloudless night. A brilliant bone-white moon hovers amidst stars upon stars upon stars…
I dreamed of being lost and trappe… in a land of angry fearful liars. There was nowhere to run or hide. I cowered cornered and exhausted, my back against the furthest wall;
It’s only you that I can trust to hear these words as true. Those I know seem blinded by some notion or another about me. You are my closest confidant
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
I stole myself away from thee and me, for love of sweet Mary Jane.
I’ve howled and raved and ranted at all those whom I could name, in search of peace and freedom from this ancient seething rage. But still there lingers bitter bil…
My bucket had a hole in it. I kept trying to fill it. The more I tried, the more flowed down the drain. It wasn’t for lack of what was nee…
