RIPPLES AND BUBBLES

RIPPLES AND BUBBLES

rishi

 METAMORPHOSIS

Poems say nothing

Unless the reader becomes the poet

SYNOPSIS

Words in a poem are but  

thorns and flowers in a jungle divine.

  RECOGNITION

Awards are an unwanted interference

Between me and my pursuits intense

REALIZATION

Claps, applause _ can they 

ever equal the joy of creating?

EXERCIZE

I walk along the vast expanse of

evergreen infinity of the world within.

 PRAYER

Let me be wide awake in a

Dreamless fullthroated sleep tonight.

PAST PRESENT FUTURE

Time remained an endless ocean

of eight o’ clock
till the time we realized

that the clock had stopped
tick tock tock....