Emptiness emptying Itself In my sinking heart and claiming my emptiness. Hollow moments encircle my hollow being making me look like a fused tube with black light. Not that I loved you too much But now I do not know what to do With     Out         You

I saw yo on your funeral pyre dead I am on my funeral pyre alive amidst flames of desires, longing help     less        ness burning me inch by inch. Hours are slow Weeks and months Slur by. Who says Sati has ended? The custom is still alive. When a partner leaves It’s shadow creeps […]

GANGA AT BENARAS YEAR 2010 I am Ganga You can see my bubbling joy at my being At the cave Where first I reflected The glory of Lord’s creation. Awe struck, I shrank with wonder in the locks of Shiva. Head bowed down At His feet with gratitude Who graced me to wash off some […]