Give me time before you judge. Give me time to build a life worth showcasing, and then let it lose relevance. Time, the Ultimate Thief robs all achievements of their short-lived glory and diminishes the glow of self-esteem. I watch the idol being pulled down, whose neck appeared to bow a little daily with the … Continue reading Before you judge
collision of shapesamoebic movementun-geometrizepredefined structuressegments of a worldstruggling with fissures-identities faceuncalled-for ruptures superimposed talesbuild new narrativesmundane dramatizedseashells become whalestruth pushed to the wallplastered with sharp nailsprowling destructorshail power brokers MTB - An Octameter for August
churned thoughtsbecome a poemI select a few wordsor spaces in betweento become a dream freedom of spacesinterlocked withwistfulnesswhat could have been-a forgotten dream My subconsciouswill spin yarns tonightto weave incredulityunseen, unheard scenes-I dare to dream Poetics: Dreaming up a Poem
It’s not Pandora’s BoxBut stay away, they say… I give in to curiosityfor a jar of dreamsgone rancidthe dreamers floated awayto destinationswhere dream dimensionsundergo transformation It is the disappointmentthey carefully disguisehence the rulesStay away… Quadrille #205
celebrating existencefrom a baby showerto birthdaysand all those designated ‘Days’for various roles in lifeI wonder if the world is truly blessedto have meor is it the other way round I examine the bonds closelyand their frailty surprises mewhat holds me to lifeis an illusionof multidirectional growthof contributionof relevancewhereasI’ve been on a linear pathfrom the beginningto … Continue reading Sublime
Grief isinability to accept change Pain issuppressed protest the world is in a state of transitthere are no ends and beginnings what I grieve mostthe end of a dream what I resent mostusurpation of future Whatever comes again has changed.cycles are rationalisations I assume continuitythat is where I fail I want to control the future.Forecasts … Continue reading Grief is ….
Dawn breaks over the Seine, casting golden hues upon the Eiffel Tower. Athletes gather, hearts drumming in sync with the city’s pulse. The Olympic torch ignites, passing from hand to hand—a beacon of unity. The City of Light, adorned in Olympic splendour, welcomes the world. Streets echo with anticipation, a symphony of languages and dreams. … Continue reading Paris Olympics
let’s talk about stories untoldthat no one has painted uponwith love, hate or uncalled scornthrough facts, let the plot unfoldlet’s talk about stories untold a devotee sings virtues in the mornabout things that are not the normyet falls into predictable mouldslet’s talk about stories untold a character – misunderstood, tornwants to be rewritten and rebornbut … Continue reading Stories Untold – a Ballata
I watch unfinished horsesin the painting gloatas the artist strugglesto decidewhich way should they face these powerful creaturesdrive the Sun Godand warriors on battlefieldsbut are deemed to promote discordif they choose different directionson a canvasnot the ground they trample their feet trapped in shoesuncomfortablewonderhow the same shoebecomes a symbol of good luck when a horse … Continue reading Horse-ache
clear skies beckonblue umbrellas shieldplanets from God’s wrath clouds hold potential-await their seasonto mislead windsdrench the Earthwith retained agony,-reassureremnants of iciclesthey’ll reign again a swallow singsAloneit cannot make a summerbut declare hope Quadrille #204
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