Vaporisation

Open wooden door standing alone in a grassy moorland under storm clouds

I solitudify my abodeWhen like-mindedness ceases to existI was alone, am alone, will remain aloneThen why let anyone nuisancify themselves? The door refuses to openbelling, intruding strangers recedethey need to find another victimto de-venomise crowded minds I dance, I trance, I de-react myselfI peacify my innards, till they stopthirsting or hungering – just white lightpermeates … Continue reading Vaporisation

We won’t come out

Cemetery entrance arch marked “WE WON’T COME OUT” above gravestones

I want to switch off all sounds that plant negativity in vulnerable minds. But I share the house with others, and need to give them their space. My insides keep churning restlessly. There comes a night when the world wants to show its most horrific face.  They also want to see the ugliness in others … Continue reading We won’t come out

Cheer

I miss Mom more than ever as I walk through Sakura-laden sidewalks. The extended cherry blossom season has brought in a fresh wave of tourists, and visitors in outfits from different countries liven up the landscape further. I stopped to see a girl child in a wheelchair. Her expression sharply contrasted with her mother’s morose … Continue reading Cheer

The Art of Wooing

She licks her lips to wipe off the foam. The coffee taste is incredible, but this foam refuses to go away. She wipes it off with a paper napkin and puts it back in the empty cup. She cannot believe her eyes. It seems to be drowning in non-existent liquid and then vanishes altogether. It … Continue reading The Art of Wooing