You seemed to be
a peculiar download...
Temple bells, resonant.
On the stairs...
[ Earlier written as "Shattered...
The mirror crashed...
[ This is a modified version of "End of A...
On the way to the terminus, I felt...
They roam around me
as smallish clouds...
Early morning wind
brush my jacket...
Waves on the left,
sands on the right of them...
I look more aged
in my passport size photograph...
Dearest,
I have spotted one purple globe...
[Earlier written as "Some shy roses"...
Cluster of roses...
I'm half empty
and half filled...
[This is a tribute to the power of non-violence...
The Charkha...