Whose shadow is it? It's not HalloweenUnder a grey sky, muffled cries aboundShe wants to, but cannot let out a screamDarkness helps the Devil; a slap resoundsTears flow in rivers; the Moon's not aroundPatriarchal systems rule a deaf worldOld wounds hurt again with fresh abuse hurledBroken woman's curse cuts through icy windsShe remained unseen, but … Continue reading Belladonna Reborn
Help me, help me be humanWhen the context is lostI look for a human hand and brainbehind the machine logic that drives my lifeBut I am not sure of the proportion Is there a minuscule being shaped like mescreaming somewherethat he has not done itFrankenstein developed a life of its ownIt cannot be deemed artificialafter … Continue reading Incongruence
I see a fleeting shadow in the corridor, but there’s no one there. I get back to work, but those sounds of criticism reverberate in the room, and I feel tempted to scream with tight fists. There is someone who brings out the worst part of me – in retaliation, in self-defence, in expression of … Continue reading Devil’s Abode
I want a dressthat changes colourto crack my perceptionand yourslet it show a different shadeby mixing colours-a hue thatneither names menor reflects youbut the interactionwith unsaid words-a tintI watchbut don’t touch I want a dressthat gets me labelleda chameleonfor it revealsmyriad versions of me-unapologetic-unassuming-unmoved I want a dressthat provides spaceto float and flowgo high or … Continue reading Is it a dress or something else?
the whimper of the last firecrackercuts through sleepy windowsas tired revellers go to bed A hazy smog challenges visionwhat’s coming next-appreciation for hospitalityinsufficient to last a seasonor credit card debt? I check the heatingtear off dry-cleaning labelsfrom last year’s laundry-The wedding season startsI need a warm wardrobe readyto look my bestwith well-moisturised skinand a colourful … Continue reading It is smoky outside
the house sparklesfood looks yumher back achesbut who cares? She sweeps the backyardthe cracker-ash strewn all overreminds herof a creative sparkshe had with words and paintsbut who cares? Primariness mattersIn creative choiceBut who decides? Quadrille #234
I'm now ready to let it goit was a feast, but now it's stalestomachs rumble with aftertasteretention makes it toxic now most things have an expiry dateI'm now ready to let it gorelationships- no exceptionwe outgrow people as we move if there was a closure, all's goodif not, there is nothing to grieveI'm now ready … Continue reading HALF-SHUT DOORS
Beats get louder, split concrete veinsSound storms in fluorescent skies Faster, faster…. yells the trainerMomentum does wondersYou saw the headless bikeron a machine running on built-in power The music stopped with a thudThe doors opened with a bangRhythms gallopedlike hoofbeats on polished floorsand soon, he faced an empty gym I need to give examples betterto … Continue reading Examples that fire
the soil breathesparched a littlebut devoid of wetness-So does my dogas he prances around carefreekicking his feetand moving in circles I like wearing sunglassesumbrellas are back in drawerswith the cloudsand here comes alongwarnings and a red alertthe drawers vibrate with a rumbling soundin an attempt to regain life Cyclone Shakti is on the waycan keep … Continue reading October
A glittering inviteto Baes and Boosfor a nightof fun and boozeflummoxed me for a whiletill I called my Beau to escort methe old-fashioned wayand he obliged with a smile"Of course, dear, you comeBefore Anyone Else" Quadrille #233
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