I see
What others cannot see
In me
In others
I see
Another reflection
Of me
Sometimes
I see
Neither mirror reflects
Real me
If I shut my eyes
I see
The me I am without need
To be
In others
I see
Another reflection
Of me
Sometimes
I see
Neither mirror reflects
Real me
If I shut my eyes
I see
The me I am without need
To be
I sit by them
Gazing on the beauty
Of a dream
I Quiet my mind
Dismantling the ramparts
And enter the dream
Trickster
Thief
Monkey on a roof
Keep your
Bananas
Close
Fleeting moments
in the picture of India
forming in my mind
Instants
out of the corner of my eye
stopped in time
Unfocused
Blurred
Impressions
To touch
And be touched
By people
I may never see again
But who will forever
Change my world
A moment here
A moment there
Adjusting frame
Awaiting light
Or add a child
Just running through
What once was full
Seems emptiness
Which strikes me now
So much like life
On Ganga banks
At Shiva’s
Light
Where people come
To see
The sight
Some pray
Some pay
In boats
Packed tight