Strangers Again

When you speak not,

And my ears hear not, 

Who is it to blame, 

You or I or us together

For the weighed words?

I wonder what story it was

We both wrote together,

Amidst dreamy eras 

And slow-moving time,

Your being there for me.

From two ends and spaces,

Two identities met as if

We fell into each other

By peels lying on the road, 

Looked like an accident.

Days wander and flow

Nights silent and slow,

Together we built towers,

That threaten heaven,

And touched the skies.

Then in one careless word,

The fury of heaven breaks,

Like the tower of Bablyon,

Our  virtual world crumbles,

Into understood niceties.

Will you remember how we began?

The tongues we spoke together,

Drawn by puzzles and threads,

Scattered through words on edge,

We stand, like strangers again.

a cup of coffee

Quote of the day

love

blessings

birdsong

Happy Vishu

Attitude

Happy Easter♥️

Less is more

Capsula Mundi

When I breathe my last, cry no tears for me

Cremate me and scatter me in River Green;

Save me from those crowded churchyards

Where you can hardly stand and pray for me.

If by that time, there are burial pods here,

I’d love to come back as a white magnolia

Like the one near the verdant campus gate,

Whose flowers we picked and smelt daily.

Give away my stacks of favourite books,

The majority of unread ones, if any good,

Discard all my unfinished writing attempts

You can read no sense when hardly I can.

When your time comes join me as a favourite,

To leave a green forest tribe named after us. 

healing

A growing hunger

faith