Happy New Year - 2012

                                                         My family - over the years

The dance floor dispels,
All uncertainty and fear;

The music rings, within,
Love, hope and awakening;

I prepare to be, with my dear family,
Fresh, fierce and breezy;

As the time draws near,
A decorated and happy New Year.

Sins are pure

Sins are pure
As mirror,

Reflecting me
And cleansing my heart,

I see a repentant self
To forget my past,

A resolute mind
And a washed soul,

Is no guarantee,
But an assurance of sorts.

A world of dreams

                                                                        Juelich-Year 2010

It is dark and windy
Let us think
It is never ending
Let us say
We would go far,

We would
We would be lost
We just may
It is a jungle
Of forgotten days,

We would go
Not to fear
But to feel
It still is
A world of dreams.

Dying stains

                                                                        Far past (bhai bhota)

Dark and White,
Pictures gloomy and bright,
Come one after the other,
At dead of winter nights.

Twists and turns
And the fluctuating fortunes,
The drying of egos
And the dying stains;

All are here, to welcome back,
The times of forgiving,
It is never too late,
And the blood is never replaced.