Tribe of hunters

I walk on these streets like a hawk, though outwardly in casual mode. Why is that girl looking forlorn? Why is this guy staring at the window on the third floor? How many secrets does the hawker on the street carry? He tells me that the bazaar on the next street is called ‘Chor Bazaar’, … Continue reading Tribe of hunters

Characters and Stories

stories have a way of repeating themselveswhen writers have relinquished all rightscharacters not only rule but change formthey write new stories disowned by authors I don’t know who these people arewhy should they do whatever they dowhy do they provoke suppressed ragewhy do they dig long-forgotten graves mere sketches in ink holding spadesis that a … Continue reading Characters and Stories

Pain is not a crutch

Do those shafts of light heal, or just illuminate craters within? Someone attempts to demean you with rebuke, hoping to induce guilt. It’s their strategy to escape demons. Blaming the other somehow relieves them of responsibility. It takes those fleeting moments when you stand up to the other and say “I don’t care. I am … Continue reading Pain is not a crutch

Wintry winds

colors of cold lightsenses getting attuned towhistling windy winter chill It’s here on annual duty. It will stay. Winters slow down everything, except the warmth of breath. I’m never more aware of it than now. rarefiedair on mountain peaksfind yourself 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge No. 16

Identity

cherry-picked emotionsfrom oceansof experiencedevelop an identitya distinct personalityevolve into a lagoonwith properties of the wholeyet ….not whole vibrancy of a lakelies in guessingorigin of individuality-a possible metamorphosisinto somethingbetter than the whole Quadrille at dVerse

Grit

hollownessacquires shapeshe carries her lifeon wispy shoulderseach whiff of smokesolidifies into gritshe keeps movingon foggy pathsunsure of the ground beneathbut seeing her limitsin the sky What Do You See?

Arrows

arrow signson a time machinegive me a choiceenter past, future oranother unknownundefined dimension Not sure if the arrowheadswant to guideor pierce free willNot sure if they willhit me in flightI go undergroundand find me Weekend Writing Prompt

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #312

Welcome to a new block in time, 2024! Numerology says 2024 is a 8-year. 24 adds up to a 6, if I skip the staid 20. I came across several listicles with 24 items like "24 things to do in 2024". PROMPT #312 May 2024 be all about choices and opportunities, so choose the number … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #312

The break of dawn

“When you don’t feel up to the task, check the premises you are coming from because there’s a contradiction somewhere between belief and action,” her mentor’s words ring loud in her ears. “Beliefs do change”, she tries to convince herself. “People believe because they’ve got to believe in something, and what they choose is something … Continue reading The break of dawn

Vermilion red

Roses are red, violets are blue… She was not aware then, that a bouquet of red roses to propose marriage would lead to the onset of blues in her life. The vermilion on her forehead, glass bangles, and the bridal saree were all red. It is the colour of passion – a targeted passion that … Continue reading Vermilion red