Thursday, July 25, 2013

Lust MayNot BE LOVE!


weary of those who speak of lust,
lust but no love,
I finally arrive at the snow-covered plain,
seeing what's behind the boomer,
the mindless has lust,
the greed has lust,
the blind has lust,
the tamed has little lust,
the trials are lying bare
to be blazed by brave feet,
I spy tracks of hares near the bushes,
language has no lust:
no words showing it.



Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Juicy Fingers Shine : Haiku by Ramesh Sood

She squeezes orange
in her hand with full force;
Juicy fingers shine..


My finger is cut
and I squeeze to stop blood;
kitchen adventure

And let me turn a bit philosophical….

I squeeze all my dreams
In my heart to make them one;
A happier life