On a bright day like this
With your warm smile like today’s
I saw you walk by my eyes
Stranger in me
Feeling home
Less of me
Feeling more
One of me
Feeling for
One of you

On a bright day like this
With your warm smile like today’s
I saw you walk by my eyes
Stranger in me
Feeling home
Less of me
Feeling more
One of me
Feeling for
One of you
It is four in the morning. Endless hours of flying, Brought me from sunshine to sunshine. Brain on autopilot. Disconnected. Still. Experiencing, The newness of the old. Opened the door. House woke up to the sound, As if...
Here I am thinking, You were nicer to me When you were pregnant Now all you do is Give me a frown, An abrupt look away So I urge you, Become pregnant again, And walk in through the hallway On a bright sunny morning So...
I am remembering this. You and I very early days. Walking after dinner late night in Beijing. It rained earlier. I think some young people were walking in front of us. We both were avoiding puddles, and talking. I said...
Make me special-blind
Show me only my friends,
Those two or three.
She told me this would happen That the time present would fly But the time past would stay. Hearts that pounded together Would break alone, and Divide in solitude, into twins. She said one twin will fly to her And the...
It is back. The swell. The ocean in me, Rising, In a big wave, Heaving recollections Against my eyes. Here I see no one, In this swell I am alone Buried in it. Breaking With some memory Of something. Alone on my island...
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