Hour 20 Watchtower We watch for you always we watch this is the mantra of the protector. Come in and listen hear the words that numbtect. Towers oversee all only what is watched is learned too late. We watch eliminate all threats until you realize…

You flew with the wind of change blowing across the continent screaming from the rooftops rousing sleepy neighbourhoods to collective consciousness telling the world we have a story telling the world our story telling how we lived before things fell apart not bullshit concocted in…

The city that will never sleep/ That will either awe you or make you weep/ Where the rich rub shoulders with the poor/ Where impossible opposites meet/ And in this, lies its grandeur/ She’s Mumbai; arms outstretched, always cheerful and upbeat The morning sees her…

I didn’t know if I would find you I wasn’t sure either Were you hurt? Yes But let’s not discuss this now I missed you And I you I need you close to me I am here

My curious lion, what a beautiful star sign you have! You belong like me to the triangle of fire- so, let’s unite our fires and let’s see what happens!

Estate The grand hall was overwhelming With its arched walkways looming The path to the ballroom was still And chilled like winter despite the date The footsteps echoed on stone tile I could not help but wonder while I walked through this grand estate If…

It’s sub-conscious, no one deliberately thinks this way but it is a narrative that cannot be changed until it is changed by force Until it is thrust in front of us and our world come shattering around us like a glass house wherein someone we…

The number of ways I would like to lock myself away are uncountable Somewhere quiet and isolated from the world so I can get my head back together Just the sound of the wind the snow hitting the roof and my own thoughts finally calmed

The man at the traffic light was the genesis. The blindness plunged him into a milky sea. Then a lot more followed: the car thief, the fun-seeking lady, the ophthalmologist, even more. In that deserted clinic wing where they all ended up, it’s a delight…

Once, I travelled very far. I thought I might find the place Where to earth there fall the stars. Crossing wood and rising moor, There I happened on a door. Grand and old, with gold engraving, Furred with moss and snail-jewelled, At first I thought…