All achievements make my bosom swell with pride and the world hates me modesty connects ego with social niceties Life is all about sensitivity and balance – my needs with others, my feelings with others. Animals display it, and the jungle shows multiple nuances of relationships, other than the hunter and hunted. Strength is an … Continue reading Staying Integrated
Art is the process of presenting reality in a different manner, to facilitate understanding and appreciation. I was obsessed with beautiful objects for the home, till I reached a point of Zen. The much-loved objects have become clutter. Eyes dart across the room, looking for things, hitherto considered indispensable, and then, get used to the … Continue reading Spaces as Connectors
The techniques of art ignore the painted lady sorrow spills over The senryu spills from the accounts I have read, of models used in a premiere art institution. Needy women are paid a paltry sum per day, and they pose nude to run their kitchen. I am not sure if this should be mentioned … Continue reading The Muse
FLOWERS Flowers never think if their perfume will be lost or get extracted they reek of sweetness unmindful of the end they know no better they are blessed to live in spaces and memories for eternity enhancing lives and no rancour ever shown for the end they met HUMANS Context decides … Continue reading Flowers
It happened to Anarkali, aeons ago. The palace maid was punished for falling in love with a prince. The legend has lived on, with stories about her underground escape, facilitated by none other than Emperor Akbar. Maybe, she returned to be a part of the harem, when her lover became King. While I was buried … Continue reading Re-emergence
Being watched is an uncomfortable feeling. I do not like voyeurs or dictators peeping into my life and privacy. George Orwell painted a scary picture of “Big Brother” watching us, as a means to induce fear, and a slave mind-set in the targeted population. But I would like somebody to have my back. A friend … Continue reading I am the Watcher and the Watched
Sleep eludes me on balmy, moonlit nights, when the soul is hypnotized by greed and desire, and the beast awakens within. Inspired by Elsie Hagley at Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge #Week 56 Pic: renegadetribune.com
Unknown fears strangulate as he hallucinates a pair of hands gripping his neck. Same artistic fingers painted red nails he once loved dearly it hurt to cut them off. It was an act of love not barbarism How could he overlook another man’s ring? (44 words) Inspiration by dversepoets at Quadrille #37 … Continue reading Misunderstood
There is no choice but to live till the last breath Enjoy the party! Inspired by Ronovan at Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #160 Image: wallpapermania.eu
Minds on fire create thinkers who are all brilliant artists, perceive and analyze and treat the present life in stories as final, permanent without tinted glasses till another story grows to supersede all. Fertile minds select the soil nurture all the seeds … Continue reading Brilliance (Cleaved Poem)
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