Monday, May 27, 2013

A Tortoise Story

That I am able to shut out and let in
anything at anytime within my self-made shell
scares me...
Is the trail actually deserted
or am I taking futile detours?
the cheery mad laughter that I so relish
has died down all of a sudden,
returning only to haunt my dreams;

weary of the path that is so clear ahead
I lie down and sleep a little,
dreaming of dancing and not running;

Where's the grace in winning a race?
with poor little hares that can't match your pace?

Survival of the Flippant

Life is all about Love, Sex, and Intoxication
Survival? that's a totally different story.
Live less and survive longer...that's the way of the world
#sad, really!

Thursday, May 23, 2013


The sun returns;
after long dark wintry nights
of mournful hibernation;
Its rays weak, merely warm;

it shyly kisses the snow covered leaf,
with bated breath, it prays that the leaf lives

the leaf turns over with a radiant smile
welcoming the gentle warmth with goosebumps all over

Time for tea? Time for two!

Lone lunches have never been uncommon or unpleasant. Even when work has kept your nose to the grindstone all through the morn, if you just...