I am no different from you.

When you cry, your tears are as salty as mine.

When you bleed, your blood is as red as mine.

I am just as human as you are.


If I grow old

without you by my side,

I am just as glad

I have come to know you

even for just a fleeting second.

PEACE -An Acrostic

Vague is Tuesday.

In the city, it’s oblivion I see-

Outburst of cheers against rage and revolt

Lobbying SHE-supporters in thousands

Entrenched in hatred and sorrow.

Now is the time to accept and respect

Call of the people goes to the orange guy

Everyone should just give the HE a chance.



Woke up to a dim warm day
with the sun in shade of gray
and the skies so frail
worse than any other weekday.

Some went with her,
while more with him.
What’s the use
when both make me confused?

While somewhere far east,
the dictator’s family throws a feast
as the wax body is laid to rest
in a place for heroes no less.

Today I woke to a brand new day,
where there’s no room to play
as my heart sobs in dismay
and people fall to a beastly prey.

Skid Row


How can I ignore (when)

Out in the streets,

Many remain without a home?

Each tent

Lives a man

Encaved in hope (that)

Someday he’ll make it and






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