every pore - a screamfights expectations galorepatriarchy reignsa feminist sculpted bycarving rocks of social norms Poetics Tuesday
Sculpted Personality
Conspirators’ Club
Welcome to the club with blindfoldspromise not to see anything more thanwhat benefits usLeave ethical baggage behindyou won't sink with stones around your neckIf storms rock the boatHold on tight to each otherDo not divulge secretsTill we find a submarineand go underwaterThen, if you are luckyEven you may leave-Alive, but mutedfor spoken truthtakes you closer … Continue reading Conspirators’ Club
Words
Wordsescape neural pathwaysto find their place in the worldbefore I can incarcerate them on a page Wordsdisappear in the nightcaptured by someone in the name ofsynchronicity; employed in another story Wordschoose their owners and stories;Not everyone looks up the Synonyms pageNot every word is found when you need it most Wordsjoin context and expressionsto play … Continue reading Words
When I spin yarns
My thoughts wander on undulating sandI feel one with clouds, winds and raging stormsI go with high tides, then choose to subsideUncentered in whirlpools, I find my calm I feel one with clouds, winds and raging stormsWatch tales unfold as waves hit the shoreUncentered in whirlpools, I find my calmI am the reader and the … Continue reading When I spin yarns
Sin for a Season
those who sinned for a seasonstand under arc lightsbathed in glory for all they do rightA seer sneers;talks about volcanoesHow the flash of brilliancewill show them in shadows... Where do storms originate?compressed ragevictims turn in gravesIndignation on a rampagebeyond borders of life adding more to its tribe The world outside – ignorantground beneath their feetparts … Continue reading Sin for a Season
Existence
words of fire singe my skinbut the winter insidedoes not let them in a surgeon suturesmy broken interiorswalks outhead hung low the last breathlike a serpent’s hissrocks my existenceliberates the soulfrom quietnessto high-activity zones Quadrille #224
Circles go Nowhere
I draw a circle on paperand fold itcircles are terrifyingthey go nowherethe wheel mocks;Don’t you ever ride meand get to your destination? I fold my hands in gratitudetowards the wheelYou are TimeI’m stationaryI make sense of existencethrough you and yetthe meaning is short-livedas you roll awayand I don’t recogniseyour return in disguise my curiosityblocked by … Continue reading Circles go Nowhere
She is No Savitri
THE CHOSEN WORDS FROM OTHER LANGUAGES Aurat – commonly used for a woman in Hindi and Urdu Aadmi – widely used for a man in Hindi and Urdu Savitri – Hindi word - a mythological character who saved her husband from the clutches of Yamraj, the God of Death, with her intelligent conversation. The twist … Continue reading She is No Savitri
Out in the cold
Take me where the demons liveI want to learn how they kill love Peace lies cold in a graveyard farIt wonders what the soldiers died for There’s power, greed, a hunger fierceThey turn all good into a stupid farce I stand alive and thinking, but I stand aloneLet them destroy everything, then align W3 Prompt … Continue reading Out in the cold
Implosions
hats and veils fleeunable to concealred-hot authenticitybuzzing brainscrowd runwaysready to fly transmute mouldsinto flying gearHold judgmentwatch magic unfoldyour world’s set to changeby a yet unseen range talent blooms fromlong-suppressed rageindividuality is finallycoming of age Poetics - In other Words Image Credit: Georgia O’Keeffe, Three Women (1918), watercolour and graphite on paper, Georgia O’Keeffe Museum, gift of Gerald … Continue reading Implosions
