Friday 26 July 2013

Naughty Muse


Naughty Muse

 Weeds grow
Without rhyme
Or reason
So does my verse.
Catchy, chatty,
Uncontrollable
Words
Escape into the woods
And become the bush
I presume.
I am sorry;
I cannot
Stop this
Exodus.
                                    








vision: Krishna

vision: Krishna:                                                                                                                               This ...

Krishna





                       


                                                                                                      This flute player      
                                                                                                     Has been creating
                                                                                                    Enchanting notes for
                                                                                                   Thousands of years for
                                                                                                  Us.Yet we have no ears for
                                                                                                    Him. His music flows on.
                                                                                                     It's not that no one had
                                                                                                      Ever heard Him. O
                                                                                                       Little Butter Thief
                                                                                                    Have pity on us. Will You?