Poetry

I walk in my dream.As I walk through The dream grows,As tall as a lone pine treeOn a snowy hill.   When I sit under a tree A seed whispers, “Unto the ground”,Then it falls and sneaksInside the earth.   The hill tells me,“You walk because you Want to find it.”  “Where can I get it?” I ask“Where you started ... [full story]

  I’m a waitressWorking from nine to nineIn a restaurantAt Piccadilly.  I live in a cellar,Sleeping on a 2x2 bed;The quilt can not protect me-When my limbs shiver.  In the morning I rush toMy workplace- my boss is very angry andI’ve four mouths to feed,Back home in Santiago.  My days pass serving the guests,Ambling from table ... [full story]

Today`s man is in his prison,prison of fear,air has the fair of fragrance,colours all around,Today is festival,but mother says,remain at homeremain in prison,prison of self    [full story]

In the selfish embrossia, Man has forgotten man, Like Dushanta forgotten Shakuntala, Humanity has been crucified, Love has been burried, Every  man is unearthing money, In his coal-mine Now we need love-divine To lead a life fine [full story]

  A  short while ago,There was the zingling of showers,Water was everywhere,Now the pouring of rain has stopped,The sun has come out,From the dark tunnel of clouds,Drops are dancing wayward,Children are full of rendzevous frenzy,It looks silence,After  dark tensions and lightning   [full story]

I never said to you, To wipe the tears of  others, But i made a plea, Not to make others weep, I made the plea, To fill the lives of others, With happiness, I have made the plea, To blossom flowers, Of different colours, Light the lives of others, With my plea [full story]

I am thinking, How this 20th century, Will be presented, In history after 100 years, That this was the century, Of brutal murders and massacares, In this century, The apostles of peace Were silenced by bullets, This was the century, Two world wars were fought, In ... [full story]

                                Don`t   cut  the  tree, The  weeping  of the tree, Will  become  a curse  to you, Innumerable  countless  trees, Are  the  lifebreath, Of all the creatures of the earth, The  greenary  of trees, Is  the foundation of your success, This is real beauty of God, Don`t  cut the tree, It  is  manifestation  of God [full story]

When i passes through distant villages, I  am haunted by a desire, Alas! i should be there, I should have a big house, An orchard, cattles and trees, Fields have been changed into colonies, We have disappeared in the city, We have lost our identity, We have forgotten our roots [full story]

                                  Background, Of cloudy sky, Of alighted life, Of dreamland, Of the faith, I am on the door, Standing and waiting, To go somewhere, To prepare the background [full story]