Walking by the sea I are reminded of beer when my feet goes half immersed in sand I am reminded of a girl as I stand there hoping the next wave will touch my feet I am reminded that tomorrow is still unknown How long has one to wait, for a wave to touch the feet. And how many waves should touch your feet, before … Continue reading 8/30 | Alive By the Sea | National Poetry Month 2018
Are you a Gay? You have a Gay look. Someone posted a comment on one of my video Since it is National Poetry Month here in America I thought I will reply him with a poem Hey Mister….. What is a Gay look? Do you mean the look of Leonardo Da Vinci Renaissance polymath who gave to the world way too less yes…. way too … Continue reading 7/30 | You Have a Gay Look | National Poetry Month 2018
He got down three steps and sat down. He looked into the street and then back at his home. He looked to see if it will rain and tried to remember the last time he had danced in the rain. He looked at his hands they had grown old… he had never thought about it he knew his face was turning old…. he had even … Continue reading 6/30 | Pied Piper of Dance | National Poetry Month 2018
Beyond the edge of something small, Something simple, completely insignificant; there lies something big… Like on the edge of a passing thought a whole enlightenment awaits you. But on the edge… the journey just starts it is the beginning and you have two choices Today.. live an entire life reaching the edge and never embarking on the journey OR live on the edge Sit, sleep, … Continue reading 5/30 – Journey Beyond the Edge – National Poetry Month 2018
I would often talk to the blanket like it was a person sometimes I use the pillows too. I use all sort of things and let my creativity flow. Once I used two cut halves of a cantaloupe not sure why….. then I made a hole on the blanket and stuck a cigarette in it and lit it. But then the phone rang and I … Continue reading 3/30 – Talking to Blankets – National Poetry Month 2018
He had an appetite like the ocean engulfing everything that came to his shore he also had sand on his doorsteps it is there since a while first it came when the one eyed bikini lady first slept on the porch. but he was young back then that was twenty years ago. now the bikini lady is sleeping underneath the avocado tree. the one that … Continue reading 2/30 Appetite Like an Ocean – National Poetry Month 2018
Today I write; clubbed by shattered dreams, as broken pieces pierce time and space. Today I write; as the water stops flowing, and wails emerge from dried up wells. Today I write; on a long road ahead, with the exits, blocked and barricaded. Today I write; as someone will push the swing, for a little boy who sits on it for eternity. Today I write; because … Continue reading 1/30 Today I Write – National Poetry Month 2018
Vinod Narayan 