Heritage walk

on Thursday, 29 November 2012

They neither left
Us alone
Nor leave
Us by our own
Still gaze
 At everyone
With a moon
In the hawks eye ball
Monuments are nocturnal beings
 I stroll in those lanes
With soul embedded wings


on Tuesday, 20 November 2012

Cattle egret riding
The buffalo
Travelogue of
Bio commensalism

Foot prints Shrine

on Sunday, 11 November 2012

My breathe recalls from
The grave   like ripples of
Ground stream
Seldom place flowers
They will shower
Like snow flakes
With foreword of
Insolvent landless
In form of
Earth worm
Words shrine