To claim my shadows as mine

past versionssubconscious gremlinsburied beyond visible rangeshow no eagernessto be discovered they assert themselveswith subversive actionclaim no credit for successand go back silentlyto their dark caves I’d like to kill themrather than claim ownershiptill a streak of lightemerges in serpentine motionholding a compliment,appreciation or acceptanceof my authenticity and I wish it staysbeneath imposed identitiesfake facades, mesmerizing … Continue reading To claim my shadows as mine

Nirvana

“You failed to fulfil your duties as a wife and mother”…. screamed accusing fingers. But who says a wife and mother is not an individual, and has her own needs and desires. The fingers folded into fists which broke through the windows on her private existence. It was an identity crisis for them. How could … Continue reading Nirvana

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #262

Wishing you all a very Happy New Year! PROMPT #262 RANDOM DREAMS So, which is the prompt? The words or the image? It's your choice. Choose one or both to take you to a different world. There is no restriction on format of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #262

Relationships

“Relationships are not sacred any more”, rants Aunt Agnes again. Her son is going through his fourth divorce, for reasons he is unable to explain. I’m getting wiser after silently listening to Gen Next on social media, online dating/matrimonial sites and in person. At times, they need a visa to the land of opportunities, and … Continue reading Relationships

It’s all behind us

courageto not denylook squarely in the eyecross over to the other side-intacta prick in the bubble world helpsis it deliveranceor an escape?-breathe free I don't knowwhy I tried so hardto measureup to thoseI don't want to meet againget real - walk out the best and the worsttime for the bubble to burstit's all behind us … Continue reading It’s all behind us

New Dawnings

long awaited bright lightfilters in through dark cracksof my worn-out windowscrevices on my ageing faceseek shelter from real worldsI am what I was (I tell myself)let’s wipe out all stories in between New dawnings are welcometo rearrange or meshto overwrite historyor start a story afresh my grey head perks upasking me to embrace my soultell … Continue reading New Dawnings

Whose story?

Those pages make a story for sure, but all are not written by me. How ridiculous is it to say, that I’m not the author of my own life? Am I blaming others for failure, or giving them credit for undeserved success? Maybe, I happened to be at the right place at the time to … Continue reading Whose story?

Maybe there’s another chance

I find some old pictures,try to arrange them in serial orderalbums fall apartgaps in between start shrieking what followed is not what startednot what it was intended to be.Which chapters do I tear offto make the story look neat? The gaps start screaming nowIt’s about what was lackingI was never there on the spotand …couldn’t … Continue reading Maybe there’s another chance

Change is on my mind

I enjoy several pairs of curious eyes riveted on me, as I raise my heels to look beyond the horizon. The Sun winks at me, but no one notices. I wonder if it’s a cue to what lies ahead. Yes, that is what I would like to know - what lies ahead. And this time … Continue reading Change is on my mind