The Changing Climate

Getting up after a wonderful sleep,

turning my calendar’s nostalgic leaf,
lifting the blinds of my glowing windows,
enthralled, at the sight of a singing sparrow.

The Voice Of A Tigress

Hello! Meet me, I am a tigress,

my home and livelihood, being the forest,
deep inside a cave, I lay,

where, with my lovely family, I stay.

Humans or Robots ?

Billion and billion years before,
when wilderness prevailed at the shore,
no one ever was believed to be there,
the water was empty, the air was bare,
then came the traces of life,
of which we are the latest kind,
how different our lifestyle would be,
if robots, not humans were we.

Voice of "The Poor"

I open my eyes before the sunrise,
awakening for another day of hopelessness,
when will there be a cease to my bleak days,

will I ever come out of homelessness?

Happy Birthday, My Dear Mom !

I write this for my queen,

who is the whole world to me,
she is my life and everything,
without her, I’m just nothing.