Author Archives: sunrays

The first humansTo inhabit this planet,Weren’t separatedInto scores of nations. They were just people,One or two groups,Or perhaps a few,Living together,Until there were many –But there weren’t anyBig books of rules,Certainly not back then,In the very beginning. What started offIn … Continue reading →

There is a senseOf betrayal,An undercurrentSo strong, that it sendsYour little boatIn the opposite direction,To where youWere meant to go. Yours was a path,That had been setIn solid stone,Even beforeYou were born,A path so steadfast,One you had no choiceBut to … Continue reading →

Friendship shouldHave rules,Or perhaps not;It certainly appearsTo be bound,By unspoken tenetsThat bind friendsTo each other.And every so often,It so happens,That a wide eyed,Slightly bewildered child,Is let outInto this arena,And that they’re quiteUnprepared,To bond with,A motely groupOf their peers. They try … Continue reading →

Joy and I,Are like parallel lines;We see each otherAcross the chasmOf this divide. I dreamed of the timeWhen I’d make it mine,As if it wasA trophy to be won,Or somethingTo own. But, with the passageOf months and years,I’ve come to … Continue reading →

My home is filledWith spaces and nooks,And sometimesEntire rooms,Which I spent timeIn setting up,In trying to choose,The exact hueOf green, grey and blue,That would bringThe right ambience,Or perhaps the zing,And fill my heartWith songs to sing – Alas, my home … Continue reading →

Where children playedIn lush green fields,And after whichThey took a dip,At the footOf gushing falls;Where the mistOf the early morning,Hung low amongThe verdant hillsWhere it seemedWorth living in,The bounteous midstOf nature’s gifts,There she struckLike ne’er before,A mighty blowAt the very … Continue reading →

In the darkest momentsOf the loneliest nights,When my little boatWas seemingly lost,The stars in the skyGave me company,As they shoneEndlessly,And so too,The crescentOf the nascent moon. On the dreariestOf days,When I wilted under,The scorching gazeBorn of outrage,Wondering if I wouldBe … Continue reading →

I Neither the mother bird,Nor the father,Would have ever,For a second wondered,If their babyWould fly;They just knew,That their fledglingWas born toFly –That his wings,Albeit tiny,Would one dayHold the strength,To carry their babyFar away,And that heWould not fall,No matter how tallThe … Continue reading →

I see you nowIn a different light,Perhaps the nightHas helped bestowThis fresh insight;And though you exude defiance,I see the hintOf fear in your eyes,And as you lower them,I see a touch of shame,Knowing there are others’Focused on you,Some malignant,Glowering with … Continue reading →

This boxThat you find yourself in,Is much like a pool –It gives you a senseOf what might be,The possibilities –But it is confined,It is not open;Just like a poolIs not the ocean. You stand at the edge,Held back by your … Continue reading →