Thursday, November 7, 2013


Oh time
You walk always
In front of me
In  your crawling Shadow
You hide me somewhere
Perhaps you could hide me
Here forever
But beware
I may break your shadow
And fly  to eternity .

Wednesday, November 6, 2013


A lunatic always laughs 
Seldom cries 
A lunatic always walks towards
Seldom walks backwards
A lunatic always dreams
Seldom us
A lunatic always happy
Seldom us 
A lunatic always calm
When eats 
Seldom us
A lunatic sleeps well
Seldom us 
A lunatic loves nature
Seldom us
A lunatic is normal always
Seldom us 

Monday, November 4, 2013


His eyes bloomed 
And lips trembled in enthusiasm 
As soon he heard my murmuring.
I offered him a red ochre dhoti 
Pasted sandal paste on his forehead
When the next holy mass feast came 
In our temple.
He spoke then, shaking his body
And in a vague language 
Devotees were in salvation 
As they got a new man God
He is not now the past Begger 
Waiting for food in the holy feast
With thirsty eyes on outside temple 
He is a famous man God 
Sometimes I laugh thinking 
Why not I be a man God
No, I do like the simple life 
And the more I respect money 
Earning in my sweat drops 

Friday, November 1, 2013


An abandoned warehouse
Encircled of deadly bushes
And locked in rusted padlock.
Inside there rats, snakes and crocoches
No dawn and dusk but
Absolute darkness.


Haiku #22 (Life)

  in  the prison of time , a  prince of dreams  ; handcuffed with fate