You can make love to a book.That’s how I call that phenomenon when you start reading and the words envelop you and you start producing your own. The sentences in the book you are reading inspire you. To me that doesn’t equal real love making but this love making happens in spirit. You make love,Continue reading “MAKING LOVE”
STRANGE
I’d like to get depressed now But I can’t. I can’t make myself get depressed at will. I’d like to hate sometimes people and the world But I can’t. I can’t make myself hate at will, If you don’t believe Me Try, be my guest, And see if I am talking nonsense. I can’t makeContinue reading “STRANGE”
AN APOLOGY
Sometimes we think things We dont say out loud, And these thoughts somehow Find their way across some ethereal paths or realms to another. You realise that later on, It somehow becomes obvious By the way they act, by the tone of their voice, by cold aloofness of their demeanour. It’s a realization no oneContinue reading “AN APOLOGY”
For a friend passed away
For a friend passed away I woke up this morning and heard a leaf falling. it wasn`t yellow or gray it was a leaf of green and life and it did not fall to the ground. It went climbing up to the sky. to the land up yonder leaving other leaves as they cry. IContinue reading “For a friend passed away”
To Neruda
Let us not forget Fiercely Those who cannot love us Or have refused to Or just got bored with our ways. Let’s forget those who say They love us and yet they are never there.