Natural Clock: a poem on aging, pain and mindset
Tick-tock Minutes go by the clock Aware of their sonorous passage My skin wrinkles as the joints conduct the cracking message Biologically old, My body and viscera are in the ...
Photo essay: Autumnal beauty and poetry of Kyoto
The autumnal beauty of Kyoto stirs the inner naturalist in any one of us. It is poetic and by far my favourite season to be in the former imperial capital ...
Tel Aviv, a poem
The wet, salty breeze of the Eastern Mediterranean gusted my hair into bohemian nests. As if the naturist body sublet its beauty in the imperfect form to my nonchalant joy ...
The Beauty You Must See
Another dimension in the world well trod Opens to those unfolding the true self to oneself Unafraid, liberated, strong, Owning yourself is the path to wealth Contentment — appreciation of ...
Liberty: indulgence and illusion of a bohemian mind
Poets and philosophers, the deep free souls of myriad kingdoms, republics, commonwealths and other forms of geographical identities, wrote about the desire for liberty. Politicians entered the quest, playing with ...
The Relativity of Time in and beyond our mind
The Relativity of Time has been pondered over by philosophers, poets, sages, scientists as well as casual thinkers like myself. Observing nature and its patterns set the ground for counting ...
Creativity is this
This drawing by Tony Toscani, titled Writer's Block, that I purchased recently at Massey Klein Gallery in New York co-inspired my poem on Creativity. Its mood reflects the focused yet ...
THE ANT'S MIND IS MINE
My mind flies like a leaf of paper unglued, unstitched, yet unfree in the wind's arms Like an ant always searching for directions — sensing, feeling, and changing the path ...
SILENCE: the meaning of quiet space
"In silence, clarity comes to you." Silence is pure A soul without garbage, the secret of success when clarity matters What is it - that does not speak? Buried thoughts ...
