Life finds its reposewhere shadows play,A well of serene momentsconspiratorially hidden away.Its secretive waters change coloursships riding the waves sway Belief, like a fearless adventurer,ascends a spiral stair to the skies,taking the heart where the mind fearsFaith unfurls its wings and dares to rise.Atop the tower, whispers weave a spell,A fabric of hope, where stars … Continue reading The Well of Existence
Grief isinability to accept change Pain issuppressed protest the world is in a state of transitthere are no ends and beginnings what I grieve mostthe end of a dream what I resent mostusurpation of future Whatever comes again has changed.cycles are rationalisations I assume continuitythat is where I fail I want to control the future.Forecasts … Continue reading Grief is ….
chromosomepre-coded softwarebecomescomplex humanityhuman complexity particlescompressed, furnacedbecomebuilding blocksblocked buildings electronsforever movingdrivenuclear warfarewars in the nucleiof so-called civilization alphabetscreators of languageconnect, rearrangedefine, interprethuman thought What Do You See #247
I tried a combo of Prose and Poetry here. In the vast expanse of cosmic time, where galaxies dance, and stars chime, I ponder the sublime birth of existence and ask: How did it all begin this rhyme? Was it a single atom, primordial and small, a cosmic seed awaiting its grand call? Did gravity … Continue reading Origins of the Universe: A Cosmic Inquiry
let’s talk about stories untoldthat no one has painted uponwith love, hate or uncalled scornthrough facts, let the plot unfoldlet’s talk about stories untold a devotee sings virtues in the mornabout things that are not the normyet falls into predictable mouldslet’s talk about stories untold a character – misunderstood, tornwants to be rewritten and rebornbut … Continue reading Stories Untold – a Ballata
I watch unfinished horsesin the painting gloatas the artist strugglesto decidewhich way should they face these powerful creaturesdrive the Sun Godand warriors on battlefieldsbut are deemed to promote discordif they choose different directionson a canvasnot the ground they trample their feet trapped in shoesuncomfortablewonderhow the same shoebecomes a symbol of good luck when a horse … Continue reading Horse-ache
clear skies beckonblue umbrellas shieldplanets from God’s wrath clouds hold potential-await their seasonto mislead windsdrench the Earthwith retained agony,-reassureremnants of iciclesthey’ll reign again a swallow singsAloneit cannot make a summerbut declare hope Quadrille #204
Ocean…Will you share your secretsboth dark and right? Why do you give shelter to monstrous beingsas well as pretty harmless ones?Do you reflect reality of the terrestrial worldor have a different order? Why do you crash on the shoreto hurt yourselfas you retreat into your liquid shell? When you reflect colors of the skyDo you … Continue reading Ocean…
A namesake diedHer husband’s phonecrackled under the weightof RIP messages She watched him in silent modeimagined the world after herquietly picked up his phone “She will be missed,” says an arch-rivalmissed for the challengesor losing a bait? “Hope the end was peaceful.”says, someonewho never let her live in peace “May you find strength in your … Continue reading A namesake died
Why did she not do todaywhatever she did every day?But then she did it againand then once again….till the breaks in patternformed a new pattern Is it a black holeOr a precipice?Is it fear or rebellionor just boredom arisingout of all things nice? exceptions define the rulethen become the ruleonly to refine the rulesystems inspired … Continue reading Pattern Breaks
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