Fractured Harmony

The crown on the head glows, but meetsmanacles on the way down fettered feet jingle all the way to courteye-witness spills the beans the shrinking moon sleeps in peacepost-purging secrets of the night dVerse Poetry Form: Breaking up the Couplet

What’s Cool

cool windscool fashion callscool quotient built - pagesof fashion mags invite not socool cash W3 Prompt #231 P.S. This season in India is more about festivals and weddings that call for glamour. Autumn is not a fallen leaf, but a season that inspires runway looks.

Ordained

wardrobes mutate; homes furnished cosyreceding Sun; icy windsreminders starker than bare brancheswhispering tearful goodbyes-Roll on, tiptoe on laid down pathwaysfor we have no choice Tanka Tuesday No. 84

Trained Vision

Arjuna, the Archer, convinces his guru that he sees nothing but his target placed on a tree – the toy parrot’s eye. The student is well on his path to becoming a legendary warrior, with directed vision. A soldier once shared that they are trained to press the trigger on command, not think. For if … Continue reading Trained Vision

Fluttering Heart

Glowing heart-shaped wreath of colorful petals floating in a garden

The highlighted text calls again from fluttering pages. I can’t be caught on the wrong foot, while talking to a person I’ve admired for decades. fluttering pages callsteps trace imagined voices,doorways turn to truth My favourite author has moved to a place closer to mine. It feels strange, as mentally, I’ve always felt closer than … Continue reading Fluttering Heart

Evenings

HAIKU branches bid goodbyesilently drop yellow leavesmoon reflects colours KIMO how many seasons rolled off the earth's edgebreathing unheard stories; palelight invites life's evening Tanka Tuesday No. 83

Owls

The diversity of opinions across the world, in describing an owl is baffling. The West sees it as a symbol of wisdom and associates it with Greek Goddess Athena. Indians have strangely made is a carrier of the Goddess of Wealth. It speaks of wealth entering households in the dark, allegedly by unethical means. It … Continue reading Owls

Kouta

clouds part to reveala glimpse of my heritageshades of a deep skyrotating to show colours my drooping eyelids suggestI inherited the nightat the intersection ofelliptical paths my eyes - not attunedfail to comprehendmyriad tinges of GodI stay cocooned in velvetlet the days pass by Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 82 - Celebrating Heritage The form … Continue reading Kouta