There were times when stories were told Wide eyed..open mouths We listened earnestly Believed totally. Ghosts were everywhere  Invisible Follows us in the dark Waits for the opportunity  To appear and attack! Look at your shadow.. See if there's more than one If the head is still there! An empty pillow on the bed.. Invites spirits to sleep beside you Always pause to look down the toilet.. see if a hand is coming up! Never...

What I had for you was admirationWhat I gave you was respectWhat I made you was my mentorWhat I felt for you were the best of feelingsWhat I got back was the worst insult of my lifetimeToo painful to hearToo bitter to swallowPoisoning my good heartThe biggest regret to be optimisticAnd trust easily not able to acceptAn education only a person like you can give RR. Srimanchantha

In the early hours of the dayWhen mind is pureEgo asleepSoul intact to the heartRepose and tranquilWhen dreams begin to dissolveWords overflowDevoid of doubt and fearDirect from the heartInto poems from me to you RR. Srimanchantha