Cookie Mold

As I look at those eyes just like mine, Ever so dark and bottomless, With red marks caressing each corner giving away her stress, And subtle signs of aging on her brow. I think “I don’t know what I see between you and me.” “We were never meant to be.” I say to her, “All…

Wind of Change

“Change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.” -John Steinbeck from Sweet Thursday (Viking Press, 1954)

The Physics of Boredom

Newton’s 1st Law states an object at rest stays at rest unless acted on by an unbalanced force. And unfortunately, physics is making quite sure that I stay asleep. This is just one of those subjects that trying to read for is like trying to run a marathon without training. So what do I do…

Cravings

اشتا ق لك ليلا ، واحن لك فجرا ، و انتظر ك صباحا I miss you at night, crave you at dawn, and wait for you in the morning. -Anonmyous

The Veil

  I will not lift my veil,— For, if I did, who knows? The bulbul might forget the rose, The Brahman worshipper Adoring Lakshmi’s grace Might turn, forsaking her, To see my face; My beauty might prevail. Think how within the flower Hidden as in a bower Her fragrant soul must be, And none can…