Untold Secret of the Sky

Some may conceive the blue in the sky,
A proof of God, a treat to the eye.

Truth is its story is not holy,
And this statement I declare boldly.

Neither has the sea, nor has the ground,
Only the sky which sees all around,

Presenced through actions humans’ vile thoughts,
Presenced the bloodsheds humans applause.

Next time you see the mantle above
Recall it knows it’s never enough,

For us, and our red-stained human hearts,
For us, the Ill-fated soulless souls.

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.