Shapeshifters

Posted on by Reena Saxena

A mountain suspectsIts deep-rooted strengthand scalabilitya vain Kingloves himself andits unattainability shapeshifting reflections in waterwhisper myriad possibilitiesbeauty and ugliness,the real and imagined,fluid truths in deep-rooted thoughts,existence draining quietlyby pump or drought I turn to the solid comfortof a gleaming mirrorbut lights intersect,playful, bending form,strategic in their placement,revealing a different game -it’s all a perspective-it’s only … Continue reading Shapeshifters

Writing

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I’m scared. I’m also in awe of myself, though it sounds immodest. Where do these words come from? They scar the screen like lava flowing out of a volcano. They wash all that has been inscribed for ages, like a tsunami from the depths of the ocean. They burn down all scripts and uproot the … Continue reading Writing

Insecure

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The moon was but a chin of goldA night or two ago…-It grows full like an expectant motherpost-partum deflation is what I dreadfor I can’t find what it chose to shed it enriches the starsdeprives the Earththe sky shares lightbut not the source What do they fear?A multitude of godswalking the Earthdestroying mysterywriting new storiescreating … Continue reading Insecure

Emergence

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I was asked to stay out -the attic contained spirits that destroy peacethey were best left locked in thereThe question I failed to ask-Whose peace would it destroy?-But I did my bestto be a guardian of peace “And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the … Continue reading Emergence

Filters

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that approving glance tells memuch of what I thought or saidhas filtered out my angst, resentment and ragechose not to stir the potand quietly disappearedinto oblivion the filtered version is not methe accepted version is certainly not me Quadrille #231

Festive Cinquains

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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

Survival Strategy

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I fell several timesand walked again -somehowpeople choose to remind meof my fall -I choose to runaway from themtowards lifetowards the future -all it takes to surviveis eliminatingnegativitypeople or ideasor both Poetics Tuesday: Life's lemons and lemonade

The Lone Leaf

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I learnt to decipher what’s happening in my body with the help of emotional intelligence. I’m not sure if I’ve learnt to manage those, as I sink deeper into an emotional abyss every day. Anger and pain dominate. No one needs me in the sunset years of life. We have set up household gadgets to … Continue reading The Lone Leaf

Infernal Rhythms

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I download an appto delete noise from picturesbut it is ineffectivebeyond two dimensions light and colourcollide in different shapesopinions push their waythrough objectivityBig Data is not worththe analytical effort Decisions are skewedInsanity prevailsagainst the backdropof the majority Majority winsMajority ruleswith high decibelsdrowns out ethicsbrutes kill morality Poetics at dVerse

Desert Rose

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Do not reveal dreams-a rumpus is raisedby those who don’t figure in itThey tear it to shreds,wish you a thorny future There’s a price to be paidfor blooming in desertsfor walking alonefootprints wiped outby resentful followers Quadrille #230