Poetry Collection
Verses on spirit, silence & the infinite
Us Deliver!
My soil is spent and depleted my human toil,All the harvests dwindled, all produce ended.The days sc
Fair Pleadings
Oh the dreams that crowd our lifespan briefOf a firefly day leading to an abrupt night’s end,All lab
Parley
Who art Thou O glory self-effacingOf masked splendours in human garb?What purpose Thine to us inclin
Reprieve
Of all Thy makings that I grow into likeness ofWhy chosest Thou the clod dumb and dull,Or like bare
Thy Argument
A fine hypothesis made I, a subtle deviceTo frame my nuanced argument’s tower,Each rung would group
Soul Master
I wander like a bodied wraith hollowed out,Thoughts pass through me like the wind,The emotions bring
My Captain
Am I Thy straggling soldier in every marchDragging boots o’er steep hill and ravine,The dead riverba
Soul Country
How much hast Thou hid in the fields of sleep,Faces once dear and near, faces now unknown,All to the
A Plea
The days pass as the ages mustYearning and striving and wailingTo the surest end into the dustUnmind
I Will Yet
What tyranny hast Thou wrecked upon meCharging on soul with love’s power absolute?What human heart t
More
What capricious sun hast Thou planted in meObeying no known orbit’s guiding rhythm?What errant moon
Dear Soul
Why art Thou most unfair in my affair,Not a single clause remains intactOf terms sworn on the soul a
Ah, Hindsight
Ah, hindsight, pretentious pontificating fool,Thinkest thou the roads the past did trodMade from wax
Thine Own
I am left as a blinded bard upon the worldThe staff of will that props me was onceThy hand that thro
Best Of Me
Is there a brighter throne in heavenThan my heart that for Thee is kept?Who the daemons of celestial
Tussle Not
How many miles are in a single heartThat separates every proximate feeling,How much distances do kee
Thou Knowest
Am I Thy priest of twilight betwixt day and night,Officiant to the grey ambiguous passages,Mine the
Dusks
O zephyr white-winged o’er valley and plainAs an ocean air calm over thy dominion wideStately thou d
A Leaf
What will have I who am but a leafClinging to His arm shaped as branch,His light I drink to sustain
Be Thou All
Meet Thou me in every senses’ contact,Be the air where my muse doth wander,Become all limbs of indus
Sanctified
A curious thing has occurred in meIn the last episode of recurring night,Upon mind and heart is a gr