fleet of dreams

The last moment,
Before I fall asleep,
Dreams come,
Knocking at my door.

All that I wanted,
I am granted.
Yet again the next day comes,
When I think,
I should have dreamt more.

The last moment,
Before I fall dead,
Past come,
Knocking at my door.

All that I'd done,
And all that I should have.
But this time there is no tomorrow,
To think or to act.

So I die dreaming,
I should have done more.

rare sense - a haiku

Common sense-
It ain't so common
Anymore!

simple emotions..

A smile concealed,
Will never hide the lie.

A fake tear,
Will never cause floods.

Anger, bitten and swallowed,
Will never take away my hunger.

For a minimalist,
A point becomes God.

And in a simple world,
One always can leave without a word.

--
Jagadeesh
24/o1/2oo9

freed freedom

An untied shoe string,
Freedom unsolicited
Will it be a trap?

chasing shadow

One day,
When I went through the book,
I fell in love,
With a single word.

Every day,
I go to the book,
Just to be sure,
The word's still there.

One day I saw,
The book burnt,
The word charred,
Along with it.

The word remains,
In my mind,
Casting a shadow-
The meaning of it all.