This Hunger

This hunger that causes so much pain

Is within us from the first breath;

It causes us to rise from being pithy moths

To being large-hearted zealous messiahs. 

This hunger born of the noodles you ate

Last night to the desire to pen that poesie

And bag all the laurels of the world.

This hunger without which you would be

A nobody, causing you to feel the breeze

And a symphony. This hunger that causes

So much pain is there like an itch waiting

To be scratched, rising now from sadness

To happiness in the other, this hunger

That causes so much pain. 

kind to mother earth

Starting with our human realm

We can summon courage and dream

Of saving Mother Earth, of being kind to her

And dare to win her over; do you dare? 

The sun that shines on us nourishing us

Doesn't charge us a farthing and illuminates us, 

The water in the rivers and seas replenish

Us 

And quench our thirst; so with this thirst

For knowledge where do we seek to go

From here in this man eat man world;

Let's take the first step and start with kindness

From now on, kind to Mother Earth, kind to all! 

hair falls out

As your hair falls out and I collect it

And hand it over to you I am giving you

A sense of what it would be to be

Youthful again; cheer up: age is just a number. 

unique special music

I am one of many, nothing special

Nothing unique, yet oh dear father

You make me feel special with

Your special music. 

As we think so we see

Long ago I thought to myself

I want it easy and in my stead

I live it now, but there's trouble still

For an easy life is not now my will;

Whatever I have ever thought

I have actualised from infinity to naught, 

So much so that now I believe

As we think so we see. 

Travel the universe trading stories

I have started a venture: trade across the Universe. 

If one could trade with other life forms what would one buy? 

Eclectic. Profound. Said the sage. Do you have a plan? 

Yes, to travel to other galaxies beyond the Milky Way, 

In search of life forms by night and by day. 

Good luck. Your imagination grows wilderness by the minute. 

May you find what you seek. Said the sage. 

But have you found happiness? 

May be. 

Have you found love? 

May be. 

Have you mastered your mind? 

Clearly not since I'm given to such imaginings. I dream of meeting the blue beings of Andromeda, 

And the ones beyond. Be a guest on their planets, 

And give succour to life on Earth. 

Don't fall into the trap of an illusion. Said the sage. 

It's often that you travel space in your mind, 

Tread the earth instead; give peace and joy to the lesser mortals here

Who worry about breaking bread hour upon hour. 

So I packed my bags and left for the Peruvian jungles with my buddy

In search of tales one could share as I dream of Andromedian honey. 

A prayer for humility

When my pride cost me dearly

I realised I had to kill my pride

And I begged God to make me humblest

Throughout the lands far and wide. 

Since then it's been a while and

I've realised no prayer goes unanswered;

I have faced challenges so profound

That I've been left unencumbered. 

Slanderers, naysayers, dream killers, 

I've met them all and in my ordinariness

I remember that I've got a calling from God. 

So, now I seek happiness as I eat humble pie

And friends to surround me, love to win

And I know that this will also be answered by God.