The Otrovert

choose the roadwhere each milestone asksIs this where you wanted to be? choose the silencethat compels you to speakto release locked destiny go with the windlet it rearrange your thoughtsit lifts the dust of old decisionslets it flow in riversto meet the sea wherethey are transformedbeyond recognition choose your directionnot by compassbut the subconscious ache-a … Continue reading The Otrovert

Eklavya

silencebetween sharp words; terrifiesthe knowledge seeker. Thoughtsconverge – in a momentof acceptance. He is no goodbut holds potential to excel, ifthe teacher condescends. A suddenPausehe walks away, determined notto demean himself. He wouldlearn, and not give a thumb. Gurustunned W3 Prompt #178 Image and Story credit: Boldsky

Unnoticed

fragile petalslend their wispy presenceto the grandeur of a flower,the magic of a garden-the fleeting graceof nature’s miracles the gardener waters plantshands cupping lifefeet crushing a fallen petalhe nurturedbut failed to recogniseits independent existence Quadrille Monday at dVerse

A mother reminisces

It was only yesterday.A bride scrubbed with turmeric to glowan aura built up painstakinglywith colours of sunriseto symbolise a golden future It was only yesterdaya chirpy girlwiped her hands off my sariand ran in laughing with gleeI scolded her,but smiled… Naughty girl...Who knew you’d grow up so soon?The yellow ruffled frockschanged to ornamental outfitsa peach … Continue reading A mother reminisces

Spiralling

moving in a spiralI access larger circlesnot concentricnot asking for change of lanejust a smooth transition-to the infinite-to the beyondan amazing expansionof ingrained perspectives there are no endingsjust new beginningsI don’t walkbut flow… W3 Prompt #177

Shapeshifters

A mountain suspectsIts deep-rooted strengthand scalabilitya vain Kingloves himself andits unattainability shapeshifting reflections in waterwhisper myriad possibilitiesbeauty and ugliness,the real and imagined,fluid truths in deep-rooted thoughts,existence draining quietlyby pump or drought I turn to the solid comfortof a gleaming mirrorbut lights intersect,playful, bending form,strategic in their placement,revealing a different game -it’s all a perspective-it’s only … Continue reading Shapeshifters

Creativity

the universe stops in its certainty.checks how humans perceive itsmiles,amused at their perceptionbut that is how the Creatorconceived the human race the only key to understandingthey are givenIs imagination Imagination runs both waysto create myriad patternsWe make whatever sense we can-call itsubjectivityobjectivitycreativityor insanity RXC #398

Insecure

The moon was but a chin of goldA night or two ago…-It grows full like an expectant motherpost-partum deflation is what I dreadfor I can’t find what it chose to shed it enriches the starsdeprives the Earththe sky shares lightbut not the source What do they fear?A multitude of godswalking the Earthdestroying mysterywriting new storiescreating … Continue reading Insecure

Emergence

I was asked to stay out -the attic contained spirits that destroy peacethey were best left locked in thereThe question I failed to ask-Whose peace would it destroy?-But I did my bestto be a guardian of peace “And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the … Continue reading Emergence

Filters

that approving glance tells memuch of what I thought or saidhas filtered out my angst, resentment and ragechose not to stir the potand quietly disappearedinto oblivion the filtered version is not methe accepted version is certainly not me Quadrille #231