Life

LIFE

The beat slows down

Catching its breath

with touch, Your touch

begins to rise

Consistently inconsistent

JOY to pain

PAIN to joy

we feel everything, we feel nothing

Yet we pass through

keep going

born to our story

begin with no choice

middle decided by beginning

ending, the end

Because Angels Are In White…

The poem is on Doctors who were heroes to us in the time of Covid-19

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.