The images born in the eyes are but illusions—Yes… fleeting illusions.Yet not all images vanish like shadows;Some remain, eternal and true.They are the images bound to the heart. Images that stir the heart, weaving bonds of love,Images that enchant with wonder,These are the ones that forever conquer the soul. Images carried upon the fragrance of…
The pain of clinging cuts so deep,Grief burns like an endless fire.O Bhagavan!Alas… Rama! If we are born, we must depart,There is no cure for death’s return.If we had never come—how peaceful that would be.So the Blessed One has taught:Speak gently of the dead,Praise their virtues, let faults be forgotten.Why think beyond this truth?My weary…
They say my lover was found as an infant,abandoned in a forest of roses.Yet even now he runs from the smallest spider,afraid to walk alone when night descends.On the street he moves with girlish airs. My lover—my delicate lover—ah, bastard! my lover. A matchmaker brought him to me,from a village far away,from a family proud…
I am alone, lost in the deep forest.The stranger’s roar shatters the silence—It is fierce, it is terrifying.There is no place to run,No refuge to hide.Where are my others? The colony is not yet formed,Only fear has taken shape.Shadows twist into strange illusions,And the air trembles with a dreadful roar.Am I to be prey, caught…
The sky is thundering,midnight splits with lightning’s crack.I stand beneath a lonely streetlamp,its pale glow spilling over me.As always—this is my place,this is my profession. A stranger comes, his eyes weighing me.He asks the price,I answer plain.He scoffs, says it is too high,and bargains as if my body were cloth in a market stall. I…