A phase, a fall into Shri Ram

The glass house Full of all predictable glories phase and fall into Shri Ram. In the new moon A willow tree branches dance Between light and shade. In this lifetime, How much patience has left To dissolve between new and a full moon. In a first quarter of a heart, one hears the magic of…

Vishnu, my king

A day in silence, The ache expands and heart feels alone, Tears runs on my face. Cracked woman in love's web How long does it take to dissolve completely in love. Through the dark night Nightingale fly in Cinnamon stick between her beaks. Behind her wings I see The shadow of the king. Mesmorised by…