Now I lay me down to sleep, Up the stairs the Devil creep, Presenting to me a nightmare, Scaring me with an evil grin and evil glare. This is not a lullaby, Staring at me with one bloodshot eye, His mouth an empty dark abyss…

her words, termagant-thunder, hang on the lips of a storm cloud

Whose story is this Can we tell Everyone’s formed an opinion Oh well They take what they wanted and Turned it about and Now the truth is in Doubt What we were we reeling about and Does it fit Last time I checked we all…

One day she’ll dance on air When ground And sky And water Are all one. The wind in her hair Soft rain falling She can feel Life’s rhythm Flowing in. She danced on earth; Now she dances on air.  

Faces in the rocks And in the leaves Upon the ground. In clouds they change When passing by Each look A new one found. I see the faces Of all time Held there In nature’s hand.

The first one glows Alone at night A monad in the dark. Then second comes And third and fourth And grows the light. Like fireflies in the sky They dance Creating The painting of the stars.

Just testing the waters. It’s almost here!

Hi, The subject used to be the tag-line for an older, now defunct,  blog on rediff.com. I would like to start writing again and am looking for an excuse to do that. The time difference will be something to watch. Also I am in the…