There is a certain emptiness
In the human heart I cannot fathom.
Nothing grows there–
Except the hollow beat of despair... more »
After the explosion, the silence blithely
Resurrects itself. There is no report of casualties.
People are so used to being blown to bits these days:
Prayers shiver down sodden wicks on Divali*.... more »
Iridescent drops of blood
Gleaming like scattered beads
Upon a desert of virgin snow
Bear a mute testimony... more »