Tonight I miss you Like all other days. Nothing special- Just plain, simple Missing- Like an equation Missing From an old book Of mathematics, Or like a note Missing From that song We often sang together. And I know that,
The Light bends as It touches your face, And travels through The space A thousand years Around the time, A thousand years And on. You smile silently, And I see a shy Cosmic ripple Through the sky. But sometimes, I
Somewhere in the hills, some day past: The entire house is made of bamboo and wooden planks except the ceiling which is covered with a tin sheet. These cottages stand amidst a dense greenery of trees, bushes, flower hedges and
I didn’t know how far the moon was Till I started building up a space rocket From scratch. Even though she looks me in the eye Every night, I have to find nut-bolts and engine Shims and metal, Fuel, plastic
It’s simple Wet it in a bucket of lukewarm water. First, cut it, Then, crush it, Powder it, And piece it. Grain it, And grind it, And lo! Here’s my broken heart For you.