Sunday, December 8, 2019


Month to look back- & forward
I realise I can't be a coward
Disturbance of joy, nostalgia and fears

I've had amazing highlight years
But, the wind chases around the windows,
Even when Moonlight continues

Then, ghosts also reappear
Their voices we may hear
Under the shelter of comfortable darkness

Stars are shattered at largess
May they pierce the massive cloud
That may now be a plan's shroud

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

Long Journey

Travelling is usually understood in miles
This time, I travelled inward, 
Then, counter clockwise, backward
Painstakingly, into my own files

It's like the past has shrunk
It's only papers in a trunk
But, the end I can see
Soon, I may be free