Thursday, February 21, 2019


so little I know of you
maybe that's why
you are so perfect

Sunday, December 30, 2018


i'd like to go 
on a nice long train ride
through the network of your brain 

navigate through 
criss-crossed thoughts
discover secrets,
surprises and grey areas

let me roar through
steep mountains, dark tunnels 
and fertile fields of red and gold 

and ease up 
at dimly-lit abandoned stations 
nobody else cares to stop at 

look, do you see 
that cat on the platform? 
curious eyes watch 
from underneath the magazine-cart 

the door's open, 
let me stand here
and watch the sky form 
long streaks of motion blur

slow down, you say 
and patterns start to emerge
as the engine pulls into a new place

in anticipation 
of conversations over
steaming hot cups of chai 

and the promise
of exploring
uncharted waters 

the signal reflects
the fiery setting sun
it's time to get off here.

Wednesday, September 12, 2018


a shiny new car
a new shirt from the mall 
see, want, buy -- things we don't need 
but would like to have

the lightness of easy spending 
the buoyancy of affordability 

does it really make up 
for the guilt of privilege
that rests heavy

Thursday, September 06, 2018


a poetic verse
drowning in the sound 
of a crowd talking among themselves

an elaborate illustration 
lost on the walls
of a dirty, stinking subway

a beautiful song
trying to make its presence felt
among train announcements

a grey photograph
subdued by the loud
angry neon billboard 

a profound comic
dying in the noise of 
Instagram feeds

a rich voice
singing to the stars
in the middle of the desert

extraordinary works
undiscovered stories 
overshadowed by busy daily lives 

why bother at all 
to create a piece of art 
what is it worth? 

Thursday, June 21, 2018


delicate little
herb plant
you died overnight

leaves droop
and hang over 
the side of the pot

i add some water
in the hope that maybe
tomorrow you will revive yourself

and in the morning,
i find a miracle
replenished again, you're doing fine

if only this worked
for everyone.  

Monday, May 21, 2018


perhaps there are no right
and wrong decisions
perhaps there is only
a slot of time 

Monday, April 30, 2018


love is sustaining
love is fulfilling
loving is easy, they say 

but love
which truly transforms 

is love
which is a 
special kind of ache. 

Friday, April 13, 2018


a little leaf
peeking out
from the crack in the ground

wet, bent over
by the merciless rain 
a struggle
to survive 
bearing the weight 
of heavy, shiny droplets 

there's so much fight
left in it yet