An Ambulance Driver in San Francisco.

How an ambulance driver Speeds past the traffic, in the incoming Lane, no care in the world for the traffic.  The man, whose heart is giving way, His priority No 1. How the roads are now filled With the last great hope, an ambulance, Where so many, see their last ray of light Their last…

A Homily

Sonnet of the saint of saints Crumbles me. My conscience in defeat Raises a while flag. How much suffering Should one go through whipped from the outside. And still you wonder, the thorn crown What if it was on the inside. Some people too carry their own crosses. Life is not a wine cellar, only…

Perception of Death

Do you remember, being in the backseat of the car Barely a teenager and thinking what happens After death. That singularity without tangibility.  You look at all the evidences coughed Out by pages, written in Sanskrit and Hebrew. Samsara, the reincarnations of our Own selves and eternal life, that speaks Of heaven as a donor…

Good Friday (Rejected by Permafrost Magazine)

At home, Good Friday is a hard day to get through. The meat of chicken and pigs have magically Transformed to Jesus’s flesh, and it’s a no-go zone For the catholic-minded. Over at the table You count the goodies from your neighbors After all, it is New Year too in Sri Lanka, but your face…