Tomorrow........

Tomorrow I will write about the little lilies
Dancing rainbows and flying butterflies

Tonight let me remain awake
Fabric of a dream is in the make

Early morning we will leave,
In the dewdrops we will dance
We will play with little lambs
Wet in the rain, heart in the air.

mashoodkk

KILLING THE KRISHNA WITHIN....

An inner unrest, anxiety and teeming fear
To comply, to conform, to perceptions exterior

Killing the Krishna within, while in the field
Leaves Arjuna no much choice, but wither and lament.

mashoodkk

BUDDHA SMILES......

Free ride over the random waves of mind
In moments we are lost with land far behind

Then follows yelling and screaming of life's miseries
In a silent corner, under the shades, Buddha sit and smiles.

mashoodkk