Author Archives: sunrays

A white lily grew in the wild,Amidst the bushes by the roadside,A thing of beauty, until the eventide. The fresh rays of a new dawn,Fell upon it, yet failed to adornIts blemished countenance, so utterly worn. Yonder in someone’s much … Continue reading →

If social media commentaryIs any measure of society,I’d say it is going south,And that’s not to sayIn a direction geographically speaking;Nay – it’s going southThe other way – such as when,That famed apple fell onThe scientist’s head. Everyone is preciousAbout … Continue reading →

You are stood on the floorAll wet and dripping,After effects of my walk,Earlier in the evening;The rain drops slide deftlyOff your pitch black skin,And onto the floorIn tiny streams,Adding a glistenTo your rich darkness. By the morningYou’ll be all ready,Waiting … Continue reading →

There’s a long line,Winding down the lane,People hunched from the cold,Arms crossed, heads bowed down. Nobody talks much,Except to ask the timeOnce in a while;Everyone cranes there neckEvery now and then,To check if someone’s headed back,From the place they’d been … Continue reading →

We could go on a walk,You and I,And it wouldn’t be round the blockOr a quick run to the library;Nay, we would go where our feetWould take us to,Far from the chaos, of our lives. We could go on a … Continue reading →

They had no rightAnd yet they took yours,Oh to be, careless and free,Oh to be, a little wild –You didn’t fight,‘Cause you were stuck –Your feet locked tight,Your tongue, utterly tied,Your eyes, eerily dry,And your gaze, vacantAs if lost in … Continue reading →

I was looking for a needleNot in a haystack, no,But yes, I was looking for one,That I had dropped,Behind the closed door,When I realised I couldn’t quiteGet past that barricadeFor it was locked. I went looking next,For the key that … Continue reading →

Nobody belongs anywhere –Everyone is a wanderer,Roaming the lands,Settling down for a while,But never quite,For the call of the open,The call of the wild,Is far too excitingTo let go of –And so we uproot ourselves,And go on,Nomadic to the very … Continue reading →

Nothing is clear –Like rain dropsThat fall into the oceanAnd disappear,So are these wisps. Are they mere thoughts?Perhaps Imaginings?Or are they real?More importantly,What do they mean? Why have they chosenTo haunt, not just the mind,But also the body? As much … Continue reading →

The soul that stoodAt the precipiceOf the other world,Before stepping intoThe earthly realm,Wondered what it held,As possibility. The soul has stayedFor far too long,And the possibilities,Never too many to begin with,Have dwindled down to virtually none. This tiptoeing through life,Seeps … Continue reading →