"....have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Sunday, October 13, 2013

A promise kept...

Never an absolution
but a sense of freedom
that comes with the dawning of dawn,
the swishing and unnerved splashing of a river...
....down a silent mountain pass,
the first cries of the wild
that render a forest wide awake...
...distant yet almost close enough!

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

On the road..

On the road, I strode
Stopped time, let the dust erode
Got out there, unstuck
Broke into a run, was it luck?

Hungover, I stayed
Like quicksand, my heart obeyed
Now it’s a run ahead, for every step back
Pulsating through, on to the right track

Tuesday, October 8, 2013


Faceless it mutters
Breathless it stutters
Mouthful it fills
Lifeless it kills

Naked it moves
Noises of hooves
Wingless it flies
Traceless it dies

Friday, June 14, 2013

What if,...

What if,
To stand we didn't have to first fall
To walk we needn't have to before crawl

To move we didn't have to look back
To understand our minds needn't have to first lack

Sunday, May 26, 2013

The first step..

Sometimes why does it feel when 
you have every reason in the world
 to move on, you just can’t?
Why does it feel when
 every limb in your body is ready to soar ahead,
it won’t move a step forward?

Saturday, January 5, 2013


Walking out
Into a pool, I don’t get wet
Looking around
Like a fool, my foot not set yet

Reaching to
A wretched tree, I can’t hold on
Lunging forward
In a spree, I tumble head cold down

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Down the lane...

Took a deep breath
And I moved along
Looking back
I see the world
I left behind
I feel the air
I used to breathe