December 19, 2008


Words spoken……

Having no form
Or substance
Echo for some time
Then float away
Trying to hold on
But so elusive…..
Actually heard?
Or imagined?
Leaving doubts
About their reality
Hard to recapture
The same feelings again………..

Words written…..

Having shape
And substance
Remain forever
As reminders
No doubts about
Their existence
They are real
They are there
For always
To read and remember
Evoking the
Same feelings again……….

December 5, 2008


Sorrow is great
Not when eyes pour forth
A flood of crocodile tears
But when a single drop
Loathe to leave its shelter
Hangs on the lashes
Glittering like a diamond!