Poem – No Exchange of Glances

No exchange of glances a barren beach

How I hate myself for it

Doesn’t he realize it

Heedless of distance , the fisherman

Coming and going on weary legs

Poem – The Colour of this Flower

He colour of this flower

Has already faded away

While in idle thoughts

My life goes by

 As I watch the long rains fall 

Poem – The Fisherfolk Live

The fisherfolk live

With in the bay, rowing boats

With out oars

They are all at sea how cruel the world

Where I am sunk in sadness

Poem – In this World

In this world

The living grow fewer

The dead increase

How much longer

Must I carry this body of grief ?

Poem – In Reality

In reality 

You must do it, I suppose

But even in my dreams, too

Hiding from prying eyes

To see you do that pains me so

Poem – Upon The Path of Dreams

Upon the path of dreams

My feet don’t rest

Constantly trailing to you, yet

In reality, a single glimpse

Not even that have I had of you 

Poem – Upon my Breast

Upon my breast

Floats a boat of heartbreak

And I have just embarked

There is not a single day when waves

Do not soak my sleeves.