I am the Watcher and the Watched

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

Misunderstood

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

Brilliance (Cleaved Poem)

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)

The show must go on

I have lived in a bubble for too long, and I hear that it will burst at some point, breaking my reverie. The naysayers do not realize its immense advantage as an insulation. It shields me from the insanity outside. How many people know that celebrities are humans, with aches and wounds, just like ordinary … Continue reading The show must go on

Dark Desires

darkening forests the bitter sweetness of love dusk bring memories   I love to relive let all those sublimate in a bar of chocolate   the taste lingers on flooding with emotions and long forgotten dreams   I ignore obesity and satisfy cravings with food for my soul   Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, July 26th … Continue reading Dark Desires

Bit by Bit

Life has been an uphill struggle for me. Reality does not match my ambitions, and the causes are not always external. I need to develop a success mindset. I battled with my genetic makeup, acquired personality traits and my reactions to the world, based on cumulative experience. Altering the crystalline structure that shapes my personality … Continue reading Bit by Bit

Blues

The blue of the sky and sea induces further blues in me. The horizon spells uncertainty of movement into unknown territory. My job has brought me to this resort. It is not a destination of choice. I wander around aimlessly, with a blank expression. Suddenly, I feel a pair of strong hands pulling me back, … Continue reading Blues