The Red Bindi On The Gilded Mirror
you unload the day’s burden and stash it in the crevices of your mind it’s been humongous, tiring, draining for years you’ve been carrying it with fortitude * you remove the heavy red bindi and stick it on the washroom mirror it waits till sunrise when you reapply it to brighten up your wan, listless […]
Inside of Me
As the morning zephyr gently scratches my soul Tilling my thoughts, aerating the old, Imbue, instill, manure of hope, I sprout and rise, in dark I grope Following the wind, fragrant unseen, Pursuing the ONE, who asked, “Can you hear me?” I strain my neck, on tip toes I stand Grapple in crowd to get […]