strange smells of turmeric and honey on my face make me think cosmetic fragrance has no place glistening skin of the seller promises more than a sleekly designed case raw appeal of freshness against packaged hopes with an expiry date wins hands down I choose organic beauty over a ‘fixed’ face mango leaves … Continue reading Wallet share
walls painted by innocent beliefs encase dusty scripts unchanged through centuries entertaining less programming more mindsets I see a witty child painting a fresh clue to the kind of world she wants reverberating with merriment not satire or villainous interjections she’d rather leave that to those who have seen too much of life … Continue reading What do they see?
hands clutching on to a spent life slipping away like sand each particle -a story with forward and backward links hands fearful of the unknown assume the past is a safe place but not the soul flying away -leaving a broken shell in search of new shelters wholesome and whole https://helenevaillant.com/2019/06/11/what-do-you-see-june-11-2019/
Sneaky Snoopy hangs on to every word I use as an alibi to escape that boring dinner sets up Dad against me just because I ignored him (Snoopy) in the ball Sneaky Snoopy will show up on my window sill as I prep and preen for my play date I might … … Continue reading Sneaky Snoopy
corridors of power are too narrow to accommodate my flippant insouciance mirrors too sarcastic to absorb my bloated self libraries too intellectual to accept my base wisdom temples too bigoted to understand my surrender I float around In search of kindred spirits and bounce back from hollowness of oceans https://amanpan.com/2019/06/03/brewnspew-cafe-june-3-2019/
The flashback of life In the moments before death! veiled strategies fake sounds human masks the monstrosities within! Now, as I develop eyes behind And move from numbing pain to awakening… The knife stabbed in the back Is the Truth to be carried to eternities ahead! https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/05/30/tale-weaver-225-reflection-may-30th/
my sanity often questions me asking me to change mirrors and of course, my eye glasses… In which color do I see the world? who lives on other side of mirrors?will I be glad or sad to meet my alter-self ? I run away from question marks looking for asylum to find peace … Continue reading Beyond the glass
the mountain peaks are where they were greenery on the slopes has changed they don’t speak to me the same way have I changed, or the peaks re-arranged? with dreamy eyes and a buzzing mind I saw these from the crowded train now, I look for a sense of peace as I drive across … Continue reading Homecoming
the sky looked like ink, no stars, just black; that’s how it began. the moon did rise – solitary, like in choppy waters a swan it fluttered wings and sang a song, scattering moondust around’ one by one, stars appeared, like guilty kids – without a sound tales of betrayal deeply etched on … Continue reading That’s how it all began
capture life in shots – clicking away I see time quickly ticking away loveless life – in search of a meaning transient emotions slipping away I help someone, and look in their eyes embarrassed gratitude inching away but reciprocal acts do not come by I need them more than they need me, … Continue reading Nirvana land
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