the core of humanity smashedscattered on pavementscloneswith properties of the whole-but alwaysa little less;a little incomplete; God blasted Himselfwith a Big Bang-Nowplanets, satellitespart of same systembut apart-looking for each otherand God Quadrille #184 Smashing Poems Photo Challenge #482
I swallow a sentencereplete with humiliation-words break into alphabetseach alphabet generatesa different feelinga different story-rakes up memoriesof suppressed emotionshow I felthow I remained silentand how it fermented within the past can’t be erasedbut can be a determinantof the futureI put my foot downon the floorstepping out of bedwith a resolve I’ll register protestI’ll not take … Continue reading Humiliation
#longpostalert Thanks to Lisa for hosting a very unusual prompt. As I see it, the topic is too vast to be covered in a single poem. And that exactly is the problem with signals from the universe. There are too many signals, and we may not always read or interpret the right ones. My coach … Continue reading Semiotics
I emerged from a cave and discovered sunlight today. Was I born in that place, or made to believe so? Did I really think there’s no life outside, or was I happy in victimhood? Life’s easy when you can blame everything on others, not once thinking what you would do if you were free … … Continue reading Blinding sun
It looks defiant on the mantel below the TV screenupright even when uncouth speakers pour venomon an ideology the author stands byIt refuses to bow or soften its stance.The reader smiles; that’s the advantage of a hard copyIt cannot be modified or deletedNobody can over-write facts to make them fictionNot even the hardcore fascists it … Continue reading Ode to the book on the mantelpiece
How does the path change while I'm away?it touches the other end of thoughtall those who walk on it leave a trailI wonder if the path has a soul it touches the other end of thoughtignited limbs as the mind sprintsI wonder if the path has a soulHas it changed me in part or whole? … Continue reading Dynamism
each timenegativity jumps at usto dent self-confidenceor uses irrelevant stuffto enforce compliance Reinstate the fence-boundaries are fluidwe let people infrom time to time We’ve to fight hardto not let them havea sliver of our souls Quadrille #183
sometimessiblings kill a storyandfriends take it ahead… a shared historyshared assetsshared homedefeatedby shared thoughtsnon-judgmental companionship,mutual respect and carenothing more… maybe a spousemaybe a houseclash of interestsin an unfair willdrives apartthose nurturedin the samebody and heart then there’s somethingcalled personality…scattered genesin different patternswith exposureto different worldsphilosophy, allegiance-being true to selfmeans ditching an opponentin a sibling’s garb … Continue reading Siblings
The Moon is a hot topic of discussion and not so blue. There’s a sense of jubilation all around, as Vikram and Rover send messages from the moon. The craters are like potholes on the road. Oxygen accompanies them in their search for hydrogen. And that sulphurous smell … Moonlight drips from blaring television screens, … Continue reading Indian Moon
The sky is a deep shade of purple, but blue moons remind me of blue blood – humans believed to be extraordinary in some way, by themselves or others. a named privilegefor a moon on its orbitgift of rare vision Can you smell my blood on your hands, the red bleeding its way to the … Continue reading What’s so blue about the Moon?
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