A poem about a weary soul who’s only escape from the tribulations of life was to fall victim to sleep.

Moment of compassion with Blessed One Above who has given me everything I could ask for. What more can I give this world but the passion of his love for me in providing me with this beautiful life….

This poem was composed in 13 minutes while sitting watching the summer sunset at 1930 in the evening….

A poem of both sides.

Sometimes you can’t stop tears once they start falling.

A Song to the Creator.

A short poem on my god, baba, who is my guru, my lord.

Life is cruel when somebody you love is snatched away.

For "Her."
Written: September 2010.

Imagination runs again.

For "Her."
Written: September 2005.