Poetry
Fireflies

Like the fireflies, Education light up my way... Untaught and unlearned, How dismal I'd be, My mind can see light, Because of education.


Poetry
My Amazonian friend

In awe I read, of nature’s might and deeds, Season her faithful partner, shadowing her.


Poetry
Social machine

Amused by the little things... Finding bliss in little things... A hippie I will be.


Poetry
If I Were a Fish

Food in my mouth flowing... Chemicals and plastics all around... If I am a fish now, I’ll be lost anyhow.


Poetry
The Great Storm

My feet are stuck in the ground providing shelter and shade to weary birds and travellers... I don’t speak much nor complain about the wind...