Best Loved Haiku For You

language the mind's eternal dance this night the silence that is all you spring drive the yellow butterflies in their love flights The Sleep Poem Sleep sometimes when i seek you you leave me high and dry a night turning over and over ...leaf of listlessness veins of anguish seeping through like mirages sleep sometimes i got overtaken by you without much prayer moon or moonless starry night or starless i black out in your thick bossom haiku: this cool night the only things lacking your warm hands after the indian dance three little bells on the stage I remember the days when I was barely three years old very well - thanks to a magpie. Each day she would perch on top of a pyramid like roof and sing away. Her song though sounded more like some woman complaining about her own life. She would sing all those songs to the heavens. I could not help myself from talking and consoling the bird.... well in my own language. shrivelled leaf i still hold onto the sweet moments Wave after wave crushes on my legs i remember mom's every word ...to help me stand on my own two feet What a strange happening. Right in the middle of the night a little bird flew into my house on the 16th floor and headed straight to the old antique tibetan crystal buddha I had bought on the same day. morning dew drops such tender refreshing youthfulness - you