In this grand age where truth is but a rare guest,rarely invited, often shown quickly out,lies all dressed in Sunday's best doth manifest,spreading their gospel but sowing seeds of doubt.facts are passé, and fictions in request,"Believe what feels right," the loud masses do shout.in wisdom's stead, we've crowned only loud and crass,truth's obit penned with … Continue reading Truth’s Obit
when you created this illusion called Earthand put us all in a massive simulationDid you think of being supercededby thought energy? It’s Me, Me everywhere, Godyou are but a figment of my imaginationthe sky and cloudsbear names I gavecolours that change in a heartbeatazure to ceruleantea, Cobalt, Aegeanlapiz, Indigo, Oceancolours that battle the rainbowto be … Continue reading It’s Me, Only Me
sharp tonguesare a weapon of defencethough they offendas much as swords respect boundariesto let warrior instinctsrest in peacesalute othersfor letting others be spare a thoughtwhy you appearas a threatfind a wayto allay fears Quadrille at dVerse
inverted goblets are mysteriousholding secrets or just a vacuumawaiting their turnto be filled up with a golden dawnlighting up lazy mindsdrawing them in conversationswillingly or unwillingly her sad but beautiful eyesreflect the emptiness of gobletsas she defies all attemptsto start a conversationshe fiddles with the stembut makes no effort tooverturn the glasslest secrets spillinto not-so-discreet … Continue reading Unknown
What’s in a name? Everything. It’s my identity. It is how people know me. I revisit the above thought process whenever I’m unable to recall a person's name. The memory of the face and expressions and how that person made me feel is vivid. We assimilate the world in images, not in words. I’m happy … Continue reading Fuzzy places
Why did I grow up without companions? Minionsin a world which slots you whoby the company you keep weepand I couldn’t accept their ways daze there were no influencers mincersor role models to tell me how nowI grew up well with myself shelfI’m not Narcissus, nor his sorrow callowJust authentic tickJust myself pelfAnd this is … Continue reading Just how I’d like to be
they rise at inopportune momentsto spoil a party, destabilize bondsthrow life into disarrayeverything feels incomplete, imperfectsuddenly revealed lacunaethreaten to engulf contentmentachievement, sacrament emotions in deep slumberrising from subconsciousholding grudgesdestroys all that you builtover decades Quadrille #196
when leaping into the future felt so good,embracing the unknown with open arms,leaving behind what once was understood,embracing new beginnings, new charms. embracing the unknown with open arms,the thrill of possibilities untold,embracing new beginnings, new charms,eagerly into the future, I behold. the thrill of possibilities untold,exploring paths yet to be unveiled,eagerly into the future, I … Continue reading Childhood
I see snow changing colour from pristine white to pale yellow. Deep inside the frost, it senses the exit door. It feels good to flow with the river, but it will still stop before mingling in the ocean. It will turn back and trace its journey before it becomes the ocean. The reflection of the … Continue reading Snow Moon
Toxicity takes its tollKarma kills; Karma extolsvirtues of veteranswho carefully controland master mindsets It’s not God’s Game, but yoursKnow why you are in this wide worldIt offers opportunitiesTo win the warAgainst past deedsKarma control Meet the Bar at dVerse
