The Making of a Guru

Life’s not easy but there is no option.   I have to live to survive to the best of my innate ability the training received and the scope of action.   Life’s not easy but there is no option.   Come snow or rain I move on neck deep in unfriendly environs. To stop means … Continue reading The Making of a Guru

Fantasy

I have lived and loved here I know the pattern in every leaf the life that water hides the fragrance of the soil the moss that grows besides.   I yearn to know who invites me for a ride? My heart aches to explore new horizons the fantasy that carries me to a new world, … Continue reading Fantasy

Simulation

  Brushstrokes Created an idyllic world The one I always wanted Life does not suck.   Positive strokes Enhanced self esteem The reflection that I created looked back at me, awestruck.   Copy and paste On the painted art projections inspire many to look above the muck.   Have I lived, pretended, inspired? Bag all … Continue reading Simulation

A Mission

One road to safe anonymity Other a stormy path, down under Will she take the road less travelled, blazing trails like the thunder? Will she just exist, or choose to live Will she just breathe, or breathe fire? She was born to recreate destiny All roadblocks drew her ire. She walks alone, but straight She … Continue reading A Mission

Unending Strife

  Words: | SENSE | FIGHT | FREE | VOICE | CHOOSE | The  untiring fight the battle for a free voice Does it make sense to you? It is a chosen life embrace unending strife.   Written for Secretkeeper's Weekly Writing Challenge #68 https://secretkeeper.net/2016/12/19/weekly-writing-challenge-68/ Coverpic source: godvillegame.com

Penance

Staying upright standing for a cause being myself letting my expressions divulge disapproval was pure folly.   The world was flabbergasted. They had not seen transparency and candor of this order. Blinded by truth, and fearing Doomsday they screamed ‘Murder’.   The few who understood chose silence It was the safest bet for a peaceful … Continue reading Penance

Beyond the ropes

You strangle me every night And yet, I breathe to survive and love you a little more…..   I will wake up some day to stop breathing And start living. The world will miss you thereafter.     Written for Daily Picture Prompt 5 https://allaboutwriting.net/2016/12/09/daily-picture-prompt-5/

Posterity

  Another attempt at Haibun (Prose Poetry coupled with a haiku) Did you say I am getting hyper about nothing? Have you ever seen the map of India? I see my country going up in smoke, and where is the top? Who is conspiring to hive it off? This country has seen the Partition, and … Continue reading Posterity