Lump of Carbon

Her tears were back As flowers loomed far and wide The box was black A lump…

Nature

Be still my heart; cruel is she. Undone her hands umpteen lives. Generosity naught but a…

The Toxic River

A Poem On The Pollution of River Ganges

My Twilight Story

I am sorry to say, On this ill-fated day, You must read with dismay, About a…

Without Beauty, Beauty Within

Twelve years ago, when I was young, The times when ABC and rhymes were sung, I…