Poems from vrindadesh
It’s been thirty days and today there will be a wedding.
Death and I will marry
Surrounded by his brothers.
War greets me as an old...
I do believe we’ve met before;
In the branches of a tree, or
Behind some locked door in a mansion for two.
Despondent and willingly,
I shed...
Between them lies a road walked on by all,
Yet few in lifetime try too hard to seek.
The young and foolish toe the road in cheek;
Though...