Forgive me

Give me Your ears!Ye..s!

Grant me (come on!) Your heart;Now!

Then permit me perhaps to be

Your heart's hour Reporter-just this once,please?

For for this very time

was I brought up

-at such a desperate time as this.

To live and never to set sail in dust.

Does the pain tell so hard

You're called to bear?

Here!Hear my story,

travailing as a seed of Destiny.

For I myself had not thought much of this

save that it stared me in the eye.

Why ?

You can say boldly,I AM THE AVATAR!

So for You,why die over spi(l)t milk

seeing Many'd not give it a revisit?

You say her haughty hips h(a)unt,making your heart skip

but,is it truly your Life's worth?

Today's a sad one for me-can't lay my hand on anything,sush grief!

For soon,I'd be so gone.

Or is life worth living without living One's dreams?

I rather go,it's getting so late and scary....

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.

IdEgo

Dreams, desires, id and ego.