The Time Is Prime

A lost moment in a forgotten era Is buried in every heart A road not chosen a journey not ventured Is a regret suppressed with art.   It could have been, I would have been If I had only tried But now its late, as time doesn’t wait Those moments like waves have died.  …

The Choice Is Yours

Are souls hungry too? Do they need to be fed? Unlike the body that needs food What would you feed it instead?   There are a variety of dishes All laid out on the menu Some easily available And some at other venues.   The different tastes are kept in mind Presentation, Aroma all combined….

A Journey Together

I don’t want your footprints or your trails left in sand Where waves come so frequently and wash them off the land.   I don’t want your words to linger in my mind Or to form memories that with age will decline.   I don’t want your company like a passing phase Where my heart…

A new beginning

Hey there! this is my Blog on poems, short stories and even excerpts from novels, bringing to you a world of fantasy and fiction right into the palms of your hands. use your creative mind to sail new heights and discover the feeling of plunging deeper into the inexhaustible universe of imagination. Happy reading…… Regards…

Balindo

The apple tree outside my window is watered faithfully by handsome Balindo. He manures and digs around it with glee but little does he realize the tree needs no tea. The music he creates for the apples to grow is a symphony of some kind sung out in a row. His watchfulness is amazing and…