Friday, June 28, 2013



I do all types of poetic dances
in my living room,
Pedaling rhythmic steps to the music,
Peeking at the attentive stars,
I assume: you shall be aware of my moondrift.
The heartbeats of my wishes
drums a song upon the eye balls
of your creative mind,
A butterfly rises from your hand
with wings that fancy the room.

Friday, June 14, 2013

A Wish: Poetry and Inspirations

If the world around me
becomes brighter than ever,
The mind of me
shall turn calmer and fitter.
I pray for the mood
to cherish the air I breathe,
the mutual understood
discovery of the snow's grace.
But deep in the woods,
beyond the illusion of curious life,
I sense the bruise
on the foot of a wife.
How I desire for
the simple pleasure
of staring at the cars on roads,
and the cold kisses of the winter breeze.