Drama Divine

see churning of souls in a grand designI wish I knew how, I wish I knew whyI can’t discern motives of the drama divine I see candles flicker, I hear the bells chimeI watch oceans shiver till they run drysee churning of souls in a grand design rewards and losses – for no reason or … Continue reading Drama Divine

Before

momentscatch off guardcause a churnspill out as wordsI don’t know what isinspiration a thought or remarka memory sparkeda wound that hurtsa fire that burnswithout a care orconsternation it fears notreprisal or responsea comma or pausefor a worthwhile causechanges the sentence; notexpression it may feel empty laterbut who caresit leads to moretill creativity ensnaresa brush, fingers … Continue reading Before

Let it not be the last time

This picture reminded me of a disaster in North India, where 41 workers were trapped in a tunnel that caved in. It took a village of tunnelling experts and 17 days to rescue all of them. Find details here. Let it not be the last timeyou walk inside tunnelsand hold a beacon your entry starts … Continue reading Let it not be the last time

Slice of Life

It’s only a sliceto sell a flavor of lifea morsel of thoughtnot all truthsavour the depthbefore it meltsinto gut of the universe It’s only a momentto reflect the wholea tint of the rainbownot the skytake a viewbefore you detachfrom words in story-verse Puzzle This - Saturday Mix at MLMM

Tomorrow morning

Don’t wake upby aerosonic boomsor imagine bombingsomewhere therebad weather causessnowing on television screensworld news not interrupted Tomorrow morningsnow people into believingit was a bad dreamWar happensonly when a victorycan fetch votesnot otherwise Quadrille #191 at dVerse

Thresholds

We stand at the edge of something newA door that opens to a different viewA choice that leads us to a path unknownA chance that makes us leave our comfort zone We feel a mix of fear and hope insideA doubt that questions if we should abideA thrill that urges us to take the leapA … Continue reading Thresholds

Enforced demarcation

imperceptible osmosisslow movement to the other sideI swing betweengratitude and resentmentnot sure if I shouldcelebrate or lamentuninvited guestsuncalled for commentsunexpressed emotionsun-peelable layersslow and steady accretion I watch with interestblacks and whitesmerging in a grey massreplicating fastopposites inseparablenow I knowIt’s just… Mesipping through dimensions.both so differentI consider them almost parallel Co-existence so difficultbecauseit melts identitiesenforced demarcationto … Continue reading Enforced demarcation

Let her look

I often wondered what stops me - now I knowthose accusing eyes, those barbed commentsredirecting unprocessed venom at meher inadequacy she ceaselessly laments those accusing eyes, those barbed commentslet her look; she loathes herself so muchher inadequacy she ceaselessly lamentsnow I know what I need to reject and eject let her look; she loathes herself … Continue reading Let her look

A Cherita

she swears aggression when she just asserts, she is blamedfor being aggressive a rose by any name smells as sweetonly if you dissolve your identityunderplay other aspects putrid patriarchynormalizes mental abusefragrance struggles to make itself felt condescending approachnot forgiven; not forgotten she swears revenge MTB: Cherishing the Cherita

Fragrance

Snow, sunshine, dewdrops or rainbowFlowers will always find a place to growNurture them when they grow in your heartPreservation for posterity is a tough art Flowers will always find a place to growwater them with hope; keep them wholepreservation for posterity is a tough artperfumers crush them to extract the soul water them with hope; … Continue reading Fragrance