Tuesday, 16 August 2016

A Perfect Life

Staying safe.
Keeping pace.
He has a knack
For thinking straight.
Grey checkered ties.
Grey gloomy eyes.
Beyond horizon line
He dares not stare.
Rope is taut.
Barrel's loaded. But
He needs no fame. Time
He does not waste.
A Blue ink spot.
On his white dress shirt.
He grins at it.
He keeps it there.
He does not care.

Sunday, 31 July 2016


Some winds had never
Caressed these hairs so tight.
Some fires had never
Burned this rage so high.
Some hands had never
Seen such stillness so close.
Some skies had never 
Lightened up so bright.

I say 

So long to melancholy,
I wave you goodbye.
This world is not done
And neither am I.

Sunday, 24 July 2016


You think of sea.
You think of rain.
I do too. Forever Jack
Wits so great.
I too find gold.
But just too late. Forever Jack
Workable luck.
Loveable self.
Bearable pain.
For kings alone. Forever Jack
Take these tears.
I never use.
All these trades.
Learnt but you. Forever Jack