Good Enough

Where is the home for “perfection” Where the shame shies away Only reappears redressed In one world with love? I read burning pages of social fabrics Fraught with eloquence, elegance and eminence That my blood lacks, And the ashes of flaming soul Are still good enough To engage with the conscience Pulsating in my narrow … Continue reading Good Enough

…Oink Oink…

They must be Orwellians Oinking their way to destroy The house of the unsuspected. Even the letter “M”, the thirteenth In the line-up of alphabet  Yielding power on the fulcrum—left/right Is afraid to precede the “oink” For the word becomes pointless. Hollow words should be extinct, But not in this uncertain climate, They keep on … Continue reading …Oink Oink…

Mother of Pearl

When my children knocked on my door Bearing the gift of unrehearsed motherhood In their soft skin, I let them in. Motherhood came without instructions But with a bayonet on one side And a sword on the other, She cleared away debris on the path Left behind the war Holding an umbrella over us In … Continue reading Mother of Pearl