Wednesday, July 27, 2011

The woods crowded
under my umbrella
Tears from the cities..

Tuesday, July 12, 2011


For Manik Sharma

When I was a kid
I had wondered
What made the kids
Now that I know
I don't feel any better

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

A casual poem

You stood there like an empty window and it was
too much to bear yes i saw you secretly
sweat a humid June poem   right there 
but i'll  stay mum   till i say hello

  and then? 

         and then?

 today in the city      everything is
                                                   skidding and wet
               (it is raining)

 and soon one grows sick of justifications
  and the logic  in particular   for ex.
    (who needs duckback shoes when you can stay in ..)
       clack  clack  clack
          you did and left
and now

i am left    alone      midnite

               making  gates

moving  in
              and out 
of you