In Silence

In search of space
We imprison ourselves
in solitude,
And struggle to break the
Self imposed shackles.
In silence
Weeps grief,
And vainly we
Search for source
Of sorrow.
Somehow space
Confined us
To our misery
and we gasp for a
breath of fresh air.

The matter of money

For those with less of it

In the matter of money

There is a wide chasm

Between the head and the heart

Difficult to bridge

By logic

Heart wins at a cost

Of pockets lightened

As the pocket gets lighter

Heart gets heavier

And head weeps lonely

Everything is not fair

In the matter of money

Silent Tears Flow

Old expatriate 

Far away from home,  alone

Every morning,  fear

Separation wide

Technology builds bridges

News flow instantly

Every dawn new fear

Instant message, news of loss

Dead,  lost someone dear

Mind flies away fast

Limp body outwardly calm, lies

Heart weeps silently

Memories disturb

Silent tears flow unseen

Loneliness company