don'tjust waitforeverexpress emotions-while we still breathe, can shed a teargraveyards are notorious for their eery silence What Do You See
Don’t wait
On the other side of Fear
On the other side of fear lies Experience,A vast expanse where courage unfurls its wings.There, the winds of uncertainty carry whispers,the sun paints the canvas of daring dreams. Fear, a sentinel at the threshold of Safety,Its stone walls sturdy, its gates bolted tight.Within, we find refuge from life's tempests,Yet our hearts yearn for the wild … Continue reading On the other side of Fear
The Stranger’s Face
an unusual shapepeeks through cloudsin unnamed colourswithout a sound Is it an alien taking stockof conquerable planets?Or a form of Godafraid of facing worldsdeemed to be his creation?so unrecognisable nowthis is not how it was plannedthis is not what it wasmeant to be clouds part to give wayto unknown artbefore the raindrops falland sing a … Continue reading The Stranger’s Face
I’ll keep coming back
Homesseem to have a life of their ownwatching goings-onsometimes reflecting impactof conversations that happencongenial or conflicts I wonder why the AC conked offa bulb gives upthe exhaust fan moves slowlyas I pack bags for a moveto another cityto another buildinganother home If they have sensed a separationHow do I let them knowThe walls are not … Continue reading I’ll keep coming back
Truth’s Obit
In this grand age where truth is but a rare guest,rarely invited, often shown quickly out,lies all dressed in Sunday's best doth manifest,spreading their gospel but sowing seeds of doubt.facts are passé, and fictions in request,"Believe what feels right," the loud masses do shout.in wisdom's stead, we've crowned only loud and crass,truth's obit penned with … Continue reading Truth’s Obit
It’s Me, Only Me
when you created this illusion called Earthand put us all in a massive simulationDid you think of being supercededby thought energy? It’s Me, Me everywhere, Godyou are but a figment of my imaginationthe sky and cloudsbear names I gavecolours that change in a heartbeatazure to ceruleantea, Cobalt, Aegeanlapiz, Indigo, Oceancolours that battle the rainbowto be … Continue reading It’s Me, Only Me
Seeking a conclusion
it feels unendingshadows of uncertaintyloom on a deceptivelystraight and narrow path I must reach the gateat the other endit spells hope-but I do not knowwhat horrors lie ahead Yet, I will get thereif only to knowif my journey has beenfruitful or futile What Do You See #230
On the defensive
sharp tonguesare a weapon of defencethough they offendas much as swords respect boundariesto let warrior instinctsrest in peacesalute othersfor letting others be spare a thoughtwhy you appearas a threatfind a wayto allay fears Quadrille at dVerse
Invested in Myself
it’s a mammoth task-putting it all togetherall those Lego blockscarrying abridged versionsof meedited highlights releasedas per the occasion,proprietywithin the scopeof social approval the structure that I build nowshocks manythey had overlookedthe fire withinthe daily evolutionof learningself-acceptanceself-improvementsome pieces felloutside the boundariesof your mindsets accusing fingersjab at my self-esteemblame me for beingself-centeredgrowing out of their reachbeing undulyinvested … Continue reading Invested in Myself
Samson and Delilah
stung by betrayal, weak in defeatout of the strong came something sweetnever shall I love again, said Heinstead, grow less, but defiantly No more love, nothing to losetrue art does not need a muse.He raised his sword and challenged again.The victory was his – come sun or rain. But let this not be a tale … Continue reading Samson and Delilah
