Behind every falling man There are women who hold him But they are often invisible Their existence never fully acknowledged To see her one must have trust in love Trust that unconditional love does exist To the Women in my… Read More ›
Random Thoughts
Fabricated History
Tied up in the knots of fate, we are stuck With a veil of Illusion on common sense Trapped in the disgraceful quest for Power We lie awaiting a fractured future If we need a better tomorrow We should be… Read More ›
Time to Change
Blend you night with your day that passed If you get a good night’s sleep you have been good Blend your day with your last night’s sleep If you are dull, it is time for you to change
Physics Lessons
Poor ice cubes; they slipped inside her dry lips Moistening and uncovering a hidden glow They struggled to hold together and gave up As she mercilessly crushed them to pieces With an innate jerk of the head and smile Eyelids… Read More ›
Sweet Intentions
In your sweet lips I still see The ruby red wine of yesterday night Come closer and let me taste it Bear with me if I accidentally kiss you My intentions are pure I swear to that My goal is… Read More ›
Walking Free
The well dressed felt naked The ill dressed became popular The over dressed were hidden And the undressed walked free
Moving Facebook friends to Google+?
Why would Facebook make it difficult for you to port your friend list to Google+? I guess because they don’t want people to go. But will this stop people who really want to move out? It seems now the only… Read More ›
Before Time gets in your way
Through my window I have watched Loved and desired a million times Till time carefully swept away our youth And we no more could lust on our looks Break the windows and doors before the time and age gets in… Read More ›
The Quest was his Reward
Enduring months in rain and sun Aching Legs from prolonged standing Wallets vanished on flowers and treats Self esteem battered by ridiculed smiles Patience fallen prey to long waits Damaged bikes from excessive throttle Lost grades in the pursuit of… Read More ›
First Sip
He looked at her through the golden color that filled the glass. She did not seem to have worn her sari; it was just loosely covering her frame, ready to smoothly slide off any moment. The scotch in the glass… Read More ›
Vinod Narayan 