She follows no rulesShe does what she likesHow do we trust her?Her temperso easily spikes There’s so much at stakeif she is let looseunstructured societypolluted mindsetswill become a muse many more will rebeldo what they likeHow do we control them?their temper spikes. let’s give her a chancefor she’s born to uslet her walk on coalsIf … Continue reading At the root of patriarchy
don’t touch a volcanolest the lava flowsafter decadesof burning within don’t touch oceanic depthslest tsunamis eruptburied emotionsunspoken resentmenttempers controlledby civilizationor expectations touch your coreto build a bondwith all thosedifficult people out there Quadrille #195 at dVerse On a different note, find your link to financial wellness at https://www.amazon.com/dp/9334006862
What made you stopto read fading linesetched by mortal hands? a need to connectwith a journeya fellow humanto find reflectionsof your own? or just voyeuristic instinctsto see what happeneda while agoon the same paththat you trudge today? We share transienceAnd maybe something more… Poetics at dVerse Here's talking about a totally different subject 🙂 https://www.amazon.com/dp/9334006862
manifestation of divine willthrough a dance of destructionpaving way for the futurewhat’s goneneed not be mourned it could be culture, art or a virusfrozen beneath mountains of iceyou never know what pops upwhen you destroy protective layersThe sun plays its game Do we need time machinesif past, present, futurethreaten to explodein confrontation?it’s just curiositynot destinations … Continue reading Dance of miscellaneous thoughts
My Facebook post is cryptic – “The air feels heavy as if weighed down by conspiracy.” Many people comment saying it is the smog outside. I wonder if they failed to read the metaphor, or if they are in collusion with the conspirators. I feel unsafe and lonely in the prevailing scenario. One never knows … Continue reading Pollution
tomes become furniture; Kindle beckonsthe same logic runs; but digitizedwhen everyone's a publisher, who readswhat they need? small capsules normalized it may be a scam or crime; stories ruledata is a mule; tortured enoughto be politically correct; showwhat you should know; with no questions tough content factories churn out obnoxioustales; gods anxious behind perspectivesTear apart … Continue reading Hygiene
House of Lovecare its currencyHospitalityits hallmark one daya beggarspreads deceptive palmswe never refusedso borrowed to helpfell victim to usurygot driven to penury the rascal lives therewe were thrown-inevitable heartbreakchanged our pathto a once-warm homegroaning undermultiple stakes You have a rightto demean or despisebut I’ll not leta beggar in disguisedeflate, downsizeor capitalizeon generosity I’m happy being … Continue reading House of Scrooge
I dare to dreamof limitlessnessof the mindnot being able to recallwhere I kept my glasseswakes me up I dream of the right leverto change the ailing worlda pinch of realityon my ambitious armpins me down Quadrille #193 hosted at dVerse by whimsygizmo
The young lad looks aroundfascinated by the tallness of buildings;intimidated by the slickness of motionAdventure beckons;he is unsure of landing spacesbut eager to craft storieshe will tell his brethrenback home in the village crouched in a cornersmaller than the spacereserved for cattle at homehis dreams begin to crumblebut who knowsa mansion or skyscrapermay engage himas … Continue reading Aspirations
The long, dark hair and red lips are beautiful. But the extended eyeliner and lip color leaking out of the perfect bow-shaped mouth makes one feel as if she just walked out of a horror flick. Then she smiles and the aura changes. Well, it could be the makeup artist overdoing his job. Her beauty … Continue reading Wolf Meat
