Are you the one I lost?But you always lived in my heart-the missing piece in the puzzleon questions about my childrenI look at the sky wistfullysee you romping aroundon grass greener than greenfresher than childhood You survived abortion attemptssometimes in the guise of a lawsometimes a mother's guilt rawbut failed to breathe under arc lightsof … Continue reading Flame in the Waiting Room
once in a lifetimeyou will turn back and lookat the footprints of bleeding feetwith volcanoes threatening to burstinside you; and you will know it has beena long way. It is time to chuck it alllike a traveller does, in absence of return faresettle down in the shade, to be cooland invisible once in a lifetimethe … Continue reading Once in a lifetime
The scion’s arrest was a major scandal in the township. Joan Gilt’s son was running a drug business inside the hotel his mother built after so much struggle in life. He pleaded innocence with tears in his eyes and his mother’s name on his lips as a shield. The police officer interrogating him said, “You … Continue reading Reputation
Slogans are designed to make an emotional appeal. The slogans I heard in my student days reverberated in my mind for decades, especially the one that said: “Justice Delayed, Justice Denied.” I look back at the events in life and feel that certain things happened, but not at the right time. The power that wrote … Continue reading Going with the Flow
influencers yellalgorithms manipulateScroll down feeds with careinsanity lies aheadDivisive forces prevail Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #78
The cobwebs start susurrating before I put the bag down and open the grilled doors to a neglected past. Everything that once adorned the house has been taken away – the linen, the crockery, the cushions and carpets - leaving behind ruins of the original owner’s expectations. The locker and almirahs were found to be … Continue reading Ruins
I'd like to build a machine that could scan the roughly 50,000 thoughts that cross my mind every day. And I guess one or more of the 50000 will help me design it. How many of my thoughts are mundane, everyday matters? And how many are brilliant enough, with a spark to change the world? … Continue reading The Machine That Could Scan My 50,000 Daily Thoughts
I see chaos all around. But maybe that is what I choose to see. Can I add value to the world by being here? I’m not sure. I add unpopular perspectives and give others a chance to clash and argue a little more than they have been doing? Then, where are the good things happening? … Continue reading Where is the good happening?
Shall I call it synchronicity? I attended a session on Ubuntu and read up on the forgiveness that came to light in 1990 when South Africa saw a transition in political power. We celebrate the 80th Independence Day in India, but political opposites are clawing at each other on the streets and on screens. And … Continue reading Felicity
I wincemy truth is underplayedmy honesty suspectedfor I happen to bea storyteller stories are pixelated truthfragments of thoughtsfloating through humanity And if my words are shadows on the wall,is it deception—or the only way to touch the light? OLN #413
