Forgotten Pages

A set of two BUSSOKUSEKIKA [575777 syllables], or a Quadrille (44 words) as you like it.   forgotten pages dropped on a life’s journey fluttering in the wind will come back to haunt some day framed in the consequences of belief, thoughtless actions   fluctuating shapes characters in the drama laughing at wisdom experience murmurs in … Continue reading Forgotten Pages

I’m Feeling Lucky

I flutter with anticipation of new adventures unforeseen journeys twittering tales harrowing news companionship dissenting voices   all in that uneven box we call the brain neural pathways determine thoughts or I shape those to recreate my life   Google murmured as I opened it today   (44 words) Quadrille #50

Slipping through

Here's a Freku for a change   memories linger but life passes quicker like sand through fingers feet just meander   the pull of the past creates no emotional blast buried in iron cast at peace with itself at last   pausing now midstream the future is but a dream presents hope to moles invigorates … Continue reading Slipping through

Solitary

I came across a theory about souls being reborn in clusters. Those who feel lonely in the world, are the ones who are out of their cluster. I was born and raised amidst alien mindsets. I chased the slightest hint of understanding or acceptance by others, but it always turned out to be a mirage. … Continue reading Solitary

Instincts

Instincts are bits of the universe, reflecting in our subconscious. Our conscious mind ignores those, as logic does not have a formula or strategy or structured map to explain it. We fear being labelled stupid or illogical. But energy travels and interacts and leaves imprints on the world. It reflects back on finding complementary or … Continue reading Instincts