The birds haven’t come yet, and we stand disconnected from the world. We stand weighed down by the burden of a bird utility, and I’m sure my knees will start bleeding soon. You are no Atlas, so give up the idea of shrugging. It’s an incredible life out here, uninterrupted by the vagaries of the … Continue reading Whose life is a picnic?
she flies to unfathomable heightsto experience oceanic depthsas waves crash beneath her she holds the trophy with firm fingerswalks with a confident gaitlet the chains dissolve in thin air She cares two hoots about swirling ropesfrustrates frozen, captive minds Reena's Xploration Challenge Quadrille at dVerse
breaking unity of the bricks to let a few secrets outwindows challenge closed doors and frozen thoughtswelcome the wind, let in the clouds and rainI stand drenched in myths, tales beyond my reachNot knowing how to weave so much opennessInto a story; I deny entry to truth and shut the window. W3 Prompt dVerse - … Continue reading So much openness
Six years old was he, mycousinmade a friend in school calledReenainsisted that his baby sister benamed thusrhyming with many others; lacksmeaningThe R rebels, but I’m stuck with itFor life MTB at dVerse
stories in the starstake light years to reachI contemplatetheir entrenchmentin midnight blue skies It washes indigo stainson my soulto reveal a coreblending with starsas they would look now hope igniteswhere dawn blendswith fading moonlight Quadrille Monday at dVerse
now I know what really got to methose demons of yore that don't let me breathedark shadows so often surround my thoughts critical voices suffocated methey wanted me frozen in moulds or wreathsnow I know what really got to methose demons of yore that don't let me breathe Thoughts are just branches of a worn-out … Continue reading Outburst
my mother failed to see some lineswhen she held my pudgy palm;she kissed a smooth, unblemished cheeknot knowing what would grow on it-lines of experiencewhere she would have no partshe held me up in the airI was her work of art her innocence failed to perceivea blank canvason which life would paint storiesetch lines not … Continue reading Motherhood
You’re on a mission to spread your message, enslave thought processes and make people do what you want them to do. The population is unaware of what they are subjected to. Your weapons come in the guise of an identity crisis, religious fervour, conspiracy theories and constructed fear. There will be moments when you feel … Continue reading Motivation
a full moon ride; corners shed lightbring the core into focus rightjust float out; there's no space to hideemotions burst; discretion fightsdon't let the situation slidecorners shed light; a full moon ride MTB: The Sparrow as Starlet
Are you God? And why are youa formless voice? Look at the parachute; the sky humsIt is fluffy, it is grey, it feels like a cloudBut it will take you to places unknown So, shall I abandon the skywalk and jumpunsupported into un-space unknown? Aren’t you abandoned, Sunita? You are homelessplanet-less, and nothing pulls you … Continue reading Astronaut
