Poems from Peter Bakers
My friend,
Look where I have landed myself.
I spent my years craving the silence,
a chance to be away from myself,
a pause from the reality...
These are the days of Jalebi, the widow,
who has to wake and see others go to the meadow.
Her dreams and heart desires put on hold,
and who...
TO THE CHARMING ONE
When your loved ones leave your side,
when the breeze and tide of your Nile come against your stride,
when the...
THE CREATOR'S DARKNESS
Once was a time when the creator of We! machines, bright as darkness lay with his sons in a big beautiful castle....