Poetry

Dilapidated, but not fully worn out cracked up, unbroken earthen pots line the flowerbeds in the withering garden. I capture imperfections in the autumn leaf in my amateur attempts at photography and try to lend meaning to a semi-retired life. My ageing skin looks harsh on the neon-lit stage I am not updated with latest … Continue reading The Autumn Leaf

I hate to think of you Because you are not so special!   Your infamous last words ring through buried memory The wounds inflicted remain fresh I have tossed you out of life You are not so special!   The three digits of that frequently dialled number and the messages and mails have long been deleted. … Continue reading Not so special

All or nothing and everything that lies in between dying before time.   Lying in between with the potential to develop into the much-desired All.   Lying in between to vanish into oblivion ignored by know-alls.   It is the click of a button or a paradigm shift that changes ideas to all or nothing. … Continue reading All or Nothing?

This is a poem jointly written with my friend Sara Jacobovici, which just happened. She sent me a few lines of her poem, and I completed it with the flow of my thoughts. We are happy with the result. Sara Jacobovici writes Giving birth to a moment, in the blink of an eye. Connecting with … Continue reading The Journey of the Moon

Frozen teardrops from a bygone era creating awareness of lost spirits floating around in this deserted castle.   Glass barriers of contemporary life hindering approach letting the spirits fester in transparent loneliness and opaque masks.   Inspired by Sue Vincent at Thursday Photo Prompt - Inside Out - Writephoto

I love the challenge of going nowhere just to feel like me free of expectations, dreaming unshackled under the non-judgemental tree.   Are there dangers lurking in there Predators poised to attack? I’m sure they’ll run for cover. A strange smell, the formless eyes an aura in an unseen color looking for a watery mirror. … Continue reading The uncolored lens

I cared about your smallest needs You saw it as interference in your life.   I thought love was sharing our lives You always needed your space.   I cooked delicacies for all those I loved You thought I envied your lithe figure.   I gave your sister all the freedom that you asked for … Continue reading Communication

What if I was not responsible for another’s happiness I was not accountable for the choices I made. And I lived life for my own joy?   What if I was a cloud floating around In search of my horizon Where the end was imminent But a joyful existence left behind. And I was happy … Continue reading What if?

A serotonin high a rush of phenyethylamine raises dopamine and a feeling of love.   An oasis of calmness a sponge for stress teaches me to value the silence of companionship.   Perfection of emotions in an imperfect body the long-termness of bonding in short-term associations.   The maturity of choice in immature behavior melting … Continue reading Yes, You!