passion

autumn eve

dying embers of passion

wishing you were here

anxiety

me…reasonably good looking

intact body parts

food…always on the table

two beautiful children

a reasonable life partner

decent moolah

a good job

a few loving people around me

not homeless…

and still…

the demon called ANXIETY

raises its head

catching me unawares

lovers

foggy night

lovers kiss and make up

under the neon signboard

stay… haiku

in this life

meet me whenever… but

stay till the end

life after death

we die night after night

but get up to a beautiful day

life after death

the soul….

 

old age brings on one fear

the phobia of separation not death

thank god the soul lives on

the end

life is not a race

don’t run don’t compete

do not rush to the end

poetry

do I need

to write poetry

to reach out to you

rules… haiku

a life of no rules

except what the nature asks of us

ah! such a distant dream

I love you

say you love me

for these three words

will always matter