Beautiful rain.

A night that one can ever remember if something similar to this happens in your life-time………….

She sits on my bike with her golden locks swaying in the air.

An earth day poem.

Rains, don’t they inspire us when we sit at the window sill or pluck clothes from the terrace?? I was inspired!! And then what I felt was to talk with those rains, a tiny chat..

A poem on rains.

Clouds have always fueled the minds (imagination) and bodies (by providing rains, which produces food and water) consistently.

There are many animals which thrive in rains, where they become alive and kicking, while they spend most of the year in dormancy awaiting rains.

"Philosophy is the product of wonder." The philosophers have varied interpretations about death. Apart from the known and the unknown, what else is death? Read the poem to share my thoughts. It is is written for all my Facebook and TRIOND friends most specially for the grieving families of EVELYN ALAGASI-TRINIDAD AND MISSY EDRALIN MATSUDA.

Spiritual poetry.