Month: August 2002

The grey skies darkened the overcast minds the broken, fearful, submissive souls at the prick of a needle I closed my eyes and wandered into the passage of recycled life. Creator Sustainer Destroyer Mr. G, what will you be for me?   Flushed down rivers of acid I fell on my stomach on a black […]

Colours of a subcontinent like an artists’ palate Or is just a camouflage I forget But colours yes Many many hues under a sea blue sky Trumpets and bang da bang drums   Through the eyes of a wandering foreigner who came here for quite something else the whole scene seems like an enlivened primary […]