“The Rose Garden is being redesigned,” said she, walking amidst brambles on the zig-zag path I saw potential which could have bloomed if not partnered with obnoxiousness -an identity that could have shaped better without the golden umbrella which encased her hungry spirit https://dversepoets.com/2020/07/27/quadrille-no-108-among-the-brambles/
A David is born, whenever a Goliath gets arrogant about his strength. Goddess Kali is born whenever oppression increases. Tsunamis unleash their force on the world, when the ocean is unable to contain its angst. The pride of those at the receiving end prevents them from seeing the connection. They like to deceive themselves that … Continue reading Revolutions
She woke up with a start. It was the same dream once again. She stands alone on the banks of a river. The water has a reddish tinge, not blue. A red moon rides on the humps of the low river hills. The dark figure with multiple limbs is fast approaching her. A human turning … Continue reading Mysterious
I am what you never expected me to be antithesis of expectations resistant to regulations I do not fit in the box you painstakingly created for me I am What you never expected me to be https://dversepoets.com/2020/07/16/mtb-i-am-the-first-person-narr
A fleeting moment A glimpse of disapproval veiled in silence stayed with me long after you’d forgotten all about it… Today I decide to move ahead shaking you and your views out of my system you do not exist for me as much as I do not exist for you https://dversepoets.com/2020/07/14/dverse-poetics-8th-year-anniversary/
“Cut my veins, the blood is blue”… famously said someone who’d not tasted the hue Into the blues, he dived with gallons of alcohol…. When Fame deserted, Arrogance took its toll Deep blue sky where he shone once Stardom - a shadow of the hole https://dversepoets.com/2020/07/13/quadrille-107-blue-monday/
stories I grew with stories I did not write But he was always different…. I envied him at the core yet feared him in daylight mermaids in his fish tank came alive at midnight How I wanted - to be there, but something stopped me from indulging in voyeuristic delights https://dversepoets.com/2020/06/23/poetics-sounding-the-siren/
Videographers are all over the office, asking people to smile and flash V signs. Some smiles are pretty strained, as they look up from the desk, interrupting a time-bound assignment. New projects bring people, and old faces might not be there to cheer in the next round. The team moves to the CEOs secretary, and … Continue reading Magnifiers
I wake up in sweat of indignation sleep in a perplexed state I don’t know why I’m not accepted though nobody says rejected In this field of thistle, I am the improbable A strange mind in a familiar face they extend gloved hands, but fail to connect acknowledge brilliance, but show no respect I know … Continue reading Walkathon
tiny fingers drumming tables grew up tak-dhina-dhin goes the bea for eager dancers to move their feet hymn-singers find him to invoke incantation meditators grateful good concentration He rules the podium with fiery speeches provoking crowds The drummer has come a long way indeed… https://dversepoets.com/2020/06/15/quadrille-106/ Note: Tabla is the Indian version of drums, played with … Continue reading Tabla beats
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