Conscience lies buried beneath last winter’s choiceshibernating for lack of choice or assumed helplessnessmurmuring through frost as if remembering a path once taken.I follow its faint warmthawaiting a call whena moment of thaw becomes truthand truth becomes direction. Quadrille #238
your absencethe best gift of allwhen I amfree to bemyself once again - livingbreathing in fresh air when expectationstake a backseat and wild dreamsreign supreme - I crossedge of possibilityinto shapes of untamed winds Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
zero is where I find myselfat the beginning of every venturebut life takes different turnsand gets labelled with numbersit throws me back with impunityround is the only way to go jump through the looplest you remain rotating inside Quadrille #237
sunsethues color hopeit's my shadow and youkeeping pace with togethernessBlessed Love What Do You See #317
I will be out somewhere therewhen power pounces on the vulnerablemy angry soul will lay barevolcanoes uncountableDeath barriers are not insurmountable MTB at dVerse
The body loosens its grip on struggling organs, and what we call death is but a shedding of cells. The soul, lighter than starlight, drifts beyond the familiar orbit of grief. Planets hum in their silent revolutions, each a reminder that endings are only pauses in a greater rhythm. Saturn’s rings shimmer like gateways, Jupiter’s … Continue reading Somewhere There
smash the glassdon't drown in your tearslet the shardshurt all thoseperpetrators of dark actswalk away on blood What Do You See
Someone lives inside me – vibrant, pulsating, bursting with courage, keen to break barriers and leap into the unknown. Someone pays no heed to advice or experience and wants to explore untraversed terrains, fearless and unshackled. Another one masquerades as Maturity and obstructs movement. The battle goes on with no prospects of ceasefire. Perhaps, death … Continue reading No Ceasefire
There’s a red light at the doorfor all those who thinkthey can coax me into compliancewith their code of conduct. If you are open to exchange of viewsmoving ahead, enriched by conversationHang on there…the light will turn green Q236- Coaxing as it does
thinnest threads applaudoriginal engineersartists in exileunappreciated workgifts from nature swept away What Do You See #314
