At the right time

Is it derisive or mocking?How does it come on?Is it camaraderie?Is it an attempt to build bonds?Did you smile too soonand looked like a moron? Time mattersalways…..more so when you laughat a joke,for a ballor someone’s fall Sensitivity, thy name is the right timeLet it hurt, or let it chime Poetics: Just for Laughs

Two sides of a coin

A message not seen … an email not answered…. Finally,  I’m blocked. I hate you for doing it. We might forgive each other someday when we know darkening days for you created new beginnings for me. the sun sets in Westrises in another Eastall battles in lifea matter of perspectivesomeone's loss; another's gain 24 Seasons … Continue reading Two sides of a coin

Landing

wheels rotatingaircraft spinstime to reflecton all that I leave behindchecking if the storieslay buried in gravesnobody to call my name-the city and Istrangers hereafter the plane flies againto a destinationlife will crashafter landing Quadrille at dVerse Photo Challenge #531

I’m not Sherlock

damp pagestouched by rain-soaked handstell a different storywhile the flame flickerssurprised by reflectionsunsureif it survived the stormand lived to tell a tale the key witness may failbut the altered scripttells mesomeone was hereto extinguish the flameuncomfortablewith the light, it shedson revealing paragraphs What Do You See #252

North Star – Dhruv Tara

The North Star is called Dhruv Tara in Indian mythology. The story goes that the younger prince of a kingdom was admonished by his stepmother for going near the throne. Her infamous words – The highest seat is not for everyone. The Prince meditates hard to please the Lord and receives the following blessing: ‘Go … Continue reading North Star – Dhruv Tara

Time Span

The grandfather clock stopped ticking. “Let’s replace this outdated clock with an electronic piece.” Someone breathed his last in an assisted home for senior citizens a few miles away. “We have to go. Dad’s no more.” The clock's face, worn yet resilient, mirrored his journey. As the pendulum swung, it whispered tales of joys and … Continue reading Time Span