Tabla beats

tiny fingers drumming tables grew up tak-dhina-dhin  goes the bea for eager dancers to move their feet hymn-singers find him to invoke incantation meditators grateful good concentration He rules the podium  with fiery speeches  provoking crowds The drummer has come  a long way indeed… https://dversepoets.com/2020/06/15/quadrille-106/ Note: Tabla is the Indian version of drums, played with … Continue reading Tabla beats

Is it a pause?

I see distrust and fear seeping in  between crevices of carefully built  see-through walls of social distancing Love falls through cracks icy stares pierce maskless  eager smiles forcing a retreat I write 2020 In the sand Is it a pause  Or the end? https://onewomansquest.org/2020/06/15/vjs-weekly-challenge-100-pause/

Surprises

I spent a lifetime  waiting for a surprise to spring from somewhere It is blue not the sunny yellow I drew for my dreams to follow I spent a dream waiting for sunrise the night ended there https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/06/15/what-do-you-see-34-15-june-2020/

Squared up

I thought as much you’ll be next fate does not forgive a crime What goes around will come around You may not know it, that’s the trap proof of sin is in the text Inscribed on annals of time shadows are dark, but there’s no sound It reflects all, and keeps no crap In folds … Continue reading Squared up

Stepping out

Sharing a contribution from https://playingwithwords.blog/2020/06/11/%e0%a4%ac%e0%a4%be%e0%a4%b9%e0%a4%bf%e0%a4%b0-%e0%a4%a8%e0%a4%bf%e0%a4%95%e0%a4%b2%e0%a4%a8%e0%a5%87-%e0%a4%b8%e0%a5%87/ to Exploration Challenge #139 English translation given here A desolate city this… thoughts scared of expression   There is poison in the air thoughts dying of asphyxiation   I feel claustrophobic, but How do I stop thoughts of liberation?   Who knew what was is in store Just this thought … Continue reading Stepping out

Forsaking the unknown

Did she really want worship while living a suppressed life? wistfully she saw girls jumping around  rising up to meet the sky scaling up dreams on the way How she’d have loved to be commonplace, ordinary with no expectations or conduct restrictions Alas! A life not meant to be  the princess lies buried here for … Continue reading Forsaking the unknown

Unseen, unheard

islands unto themselves, denizens safe in constructed bunkers… palaces with dirty windows disconnected from the whole   I try hard to peep, to penetrate Walls are thick, guards desensitised It’s a battle to be seen or heard faceless crowds, voices of the soul https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/06/05/first-line-friday-june-5th-2020/

Writer’s perception

mornings are not good any more, as I read stories moonlight wrote in my backyard last night they spilt in my dreams, I could not string the beads they adorn my neck, but it does not look right accessories threaten to become outfit I cast them away, just to feel right and light Do I … Continue reading Writer’s perception

Writer’s Cave

essence of you comes alive in patterns of ink expressions painted with care thoughts fleshed up in words reflecting my interpretations of the Essence of You   meanwhile… you change colors mutate In amoebic movements grow hydra heads challenging authenticity of my picture   if this happens you react in this manner but then…. you … Continue reading Writer’s Cave