In union

                                                             Trivendrum, October-2013

Sky was dotted black in no time

And streaked red like fire

Bringing desires back to life

Making the inevitable stare harder;

Yet all felt peaceful

The traffic, the noises and the intolerance

Even the unruly youth

Melting away the future, in union with the past.

The final decoration

                                              May 8, 2010 at Strasbourg (31st marriage anniversary)

The woman at the busy corner

And the just arrived Durga’s idol

Are they different?

Both abandoned

Both begging, for attention

Giver and the given,

By the crowd

Of little consequence

Until the final decoration.

Through the panes

Through the cracks

Is little use

Through the panes

Will feel the same

Round the walls

How much of it

The stillness and the flight

The silent mind

Let go of

What is not meant to be?




Castle near Strasbourg- year 2010.

If the dead were to rise

If the dead were to rise

Will they find
Love, hate or the place
Gone, without a trace;

The evening sky at prey
Darkness dipped farther
As if to hide
The deeds, prided in;

To bury all within
The music playing, stealthily
By the flying wings
Now at rest in those very trees;

No, the ghosts are not dead
They do not sing
They hear, they see them play
These very tunes.

Giverny, France- year 2010.

Far under

                                                        Ruins of Sutro Baths, Lands End, San Francisco

He had died
We heard later
In his sleep
As the workers feel
With no family near
To cry
Or wonder
What had he said
And what could it be
He might have
All the words
Spoken and not so
Must remain
Buried, far under.