boundless

• My soul’s quintessence
• springs from 
• the aesthetics 
• of the unbounded

Trance

Elusive whispers 

of dreams tiptoeing 

into the subconscious…

Hope

locked away for eternity

comatose contemplations 

Windswept

•   Heartstrings spilling 

Into solitude’s silence

Ikebena

Unspoken-

Wrapped in fragrance of 

Ikebena 

  

Black

• I stand alone 
• In the darkening night
• The sea is still  

A window to the sky

  

Solitude

Solitude —

Sensibilities spill 

into syllables 

He is

This universal life force, its potent dynamism incandescences a verve transcending thesis The spark that stimulates heart and breathes essence into soul, omnipotent epitome of love, that is God.

 

 

a winter night

I sit staring vacantly into the fireplace, as my heart chases dreams that my mind is set to conquer..flames leap into the air, casting long forlorn shadows that seem to stretch  forever into the walls. Crackling logs spurt sparks in the air, making little bursting sounds. Outside the night is quietly chill, as the snow falls steadily, almost noiselessly,like soft white feet sinking into the ground.

• sparkling icicles
• brightening the darkening night–
• white landscape dazzles

It is as if time has come to a standstill, I forget that the noise I hear is the tick tock of the big ben  , I have not drawn the blinds yet and venture towards the window. I can see nothing through the frosted window pane.

• snowflakes fall gently
• wrapping the night in silver–
• nature hibernates

 

 

 

 

 

L

Boats Toll

boats toll an
ultramarine aria
fishes fall, their cries
muffled
nets spin