My footsteps have created a pattern I don’t recognize. The world around me has organised my random movements in a way they like. It feels like I kept talking incessantly, but no one was really listening. The background score they added to the video of my life doesn't make sense to me. machine languagesturn scarcity … Continue reading Tales that tell, stories that sell
ancient stones ascend,slow whispers of patient earth,moon descends in grace,crowning their long, silent climb,silver blessing on the peaks. What Do You See #323
your absencethe best gift of allwhen I amfree to bemyself once again - livingbreathing in fresh air when expectationstake a backseat and wild dreamsreign supreme - I crossedge of possibilityinto shapes of untamed winds Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
thinnest threads applaudoriginal engineersartists in exileunappreciated workgifts from nature swept away What Do You See #314
R.S. agony of birthNew life awaits an entrywatching the old falllabor pain with pangs of guiltcyclic awareness precedes M.L. blustery eveningLeaves roll across the streetcrinkling underfoot R.S.dark wombs conceal lifenurture future energyWho will rule the world?stories yet to be writtenlight sky's imagination M.L. beneath starry skiesdarkness punctuated byglowing candelabras R.S. interactive booksshaping options from wet … Continue reading Imminent Potential
recreating lifeas I would have liked to livein chosen coloursthe magic lies in purposedreary landscapes come alive What Do You See #307
We celebrate three festivals in India today.I have dedicated one cinquain to each. TEACHER'S DAY Teacherpatient handsplanting minds with lighttruths bloom in silence, shaped by careThank you! ONAM - NEW YEAR IN KERALA the callof traditionmigrants remember rootsflowers, food and decorationsNew Year EID-E-MILAD recallof the Divinewhat did the Prophet saymessage of love and peace appliedtoday … Continue reading Festive Cinquains
whirr of a mixerfestive drumrolls tear the windforlorn trees count leavesmy dog snuggles up to mea moment of peace beckons Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
It's not yet fall, but an unhinged, red leaf blows over my feet. The clouds will soon deplete themselves, as the sky rewrites its message. An illusion of a blue roof has long fooled us. It's not yet the end, for spring will soon reign, unless intelligence interferes. retrograde planetsconspire to reverse the flowof stories … Continue reading Multiple Meanings
I revel in artsplashing colours on blanknesswatching them assumeshapes dictated by my thoughts-vagabonds in a forest God, give me a platform where silence verbalises itself an easel finds measking for a wild canvasthat does not contain,but sets free white energy-I paint patterns to hold Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
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