Traffic

Countless bobbing heads,
Smashing against the rocks,
Bloody Indian rivers!

Pain

Floods my backyard
This sudden shower
Comes Pain- my vagabond lover

Love

Sunshine
in my arms.
You.

Her feet

The water, the gurgle,
Became a giggle,
When they touched her feet.

Questions unanswered

"Is this fair?"
A question as useless
As its answer promises to be