Sunday, September 23, 2007

Once in a while, I walk the same path;
And try to remain same despite maddening wrath;
There goes the man who does his own work without being bothered.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007


Sqwik! Sqwik! Sqwik! Cawe! Sqwik! Sqwik!
Passing red tomatoes, green cucumber, yellow lemons...
Good morning!

Saturday, September 8, 2007

The Girl

its fluttering and.. its eyes,
its stuttering... and it cries,
manipulative girl


her cure, is a pure, thwack on the head
she tries and she dreams, ever moves ahead?
silly girl


loving like a lottery won
exhilerating momentary fun
love, unlike lottery stays


no words can fill that gap i know
not trying here, ever so sure
walk along

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Insanity reigns, suspicion thrives...
Fires spread, malice strikes...
And there lies the dying kid with blood around.