With heaven in our hearts,life is romancing uswith glimpses ofthe universe dancing.

i want to stay curled and cosiedand chocolated....foreverin my mother’s arms.

Poetry's task is to increase the available stock of reality, R P Blackmur said.

The exceeding brightness of this early sunMakes me conceive how dark I have become.

kisses happenwhen my morning blueberry muffin sails slowly upon my savoring tongue.

One could say that artists are people who think naturally in highly patterned ways.

Where even ravi (the sun) cannot reach, there will go a kavi (poet)." - Vimalananda

your smile.is the ultimategolden dream.all the poemsin the worldare waking up from.

I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty.

Let's get loosewith compassion.Let's drown in the deliciousambiance oflove.

What is desire but the hard wire argument given to the mind's unstoppable mouth

No thought is a stupid thought, those who are thoughtless are thought of as stupid.

Poetry puts starch in your backbone so you can stand, so you can compose your life.

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

The poet knows that he speaks adequately, then, only when he speaks somewhat wildly.