almost forgotten

The first rain and a cat's longing

The Sun’s Envy

(The morning of the Lunar Eclipse, the sun was out after several dull days of bitter cold in Nairobi) the sun is out in full blaze perhaps a touch concerned about the attention showered for the blushing moon tonight? do what you will at your time you must set the queen shall surely rule adorned … Continue reading The Sun’s Envy

broken breaths

The Undisputed Queen

The full moon earlier this month was just amazing. At my meditation time, it was positioned in the small space between our two rooftops...so perfect! Here are my thoughts and some photos of that beautiful night. Such a gorgeous Full Moon tonight Although I see the clouds have stolen her thunder Hmmm... The clouds have … Continue reading The Undisputed Queen

tomorrow may never come

tomorrow may never come because this night seems not to end subh hoti hai, raat khatm nahin hoti  The morning arrives but the night continues the night did end but another night began tomorrow was not to be found neither was forever nor, you Tum aaye ho na shab e intezar guzri hai talaash mein … Continue reading tomorrow may never come

Moon Light

I captured the full moon on Friday night with lights and then when we had a power outage

Here I Am

Where Are You? Night after night I watch the moon set Stars going to rest My eyes are burning My ears are yearning To hear your footsteps Trying to locate them In the heartbeats within Where are you? *** Here I Am I am the moon that you wistfully watch I am the stars that you … Continue reading Here I Am

anthers of a flower

a forgotten acquaintance offers flowers to eat, their anthers specifically which i must say were nectary, sitting in a red double-decker bus until other passengers boarded i then drove my car into a dark so dense, so deep even darkness was not visible hesitantly moving on bewildered, bewildered, bewildered! i was guided to a bluish dawn perhaps not … Continue reading anthers of a flower

Wallowing

Another interesting assignment from my poetry workshop The voice is a wall that's watching you. Yes, a wall! The first poem should be during the day, the revised one at night Both poems to retain the same word count Wallowing Indeed, ears we have Alas! No tongue To tell her of my longing For those soft … Continue reading Wallowing

where light divides

From the International Space Station here is the India-Pakistan border at night. This photograph shows one of the few places on Earth where an international boundary can be seen at night. The winding border between Pakistan and India is lit by security lights that have a distinct orange tone. Source perhaps we hid behind borders because we are … Continue reading where light divides