Closed

everything close to hearts does not remain close as doors close to paths we see as ours   ambitions change with directionless winds we carve new paths to reach new destinations   Torturers, be not proud you just egg us on to find more of everything https://dversepoets.com/2020/04/06/quadrille-101-whats-neither-closed-nor-cancelled-poetry/

Raw power

Nine yards of fabric Around a petite frame Valour personified, violence vindicated As she steps up to slay monsters Red becomes her, the Goddess compels All to respect, to accept and bow To power of the feminine Raw are wounds on her soul Instilling fear, inspiring awe, as blood oozes…. Note: A nine-day long festival … Continue reading Raw power

Not me

I waited for change, for what appears to be a lifetime now. Change happened, but not always for the better, and I was not driving it. I was sick of being a recipient, and waiting for Divine Grace to bless my life. The hope to find understanding, acceptance and love was gradually fading away. I … Continue reading Not me

I don't know how

There is a scene in “We the Living” by Ayn Rand, where lovers are being separated and taken away to Siberia. They know they will not survive, yet the girl says, “Let us look at the moon every day, and find solace that we are looking at the same moon.” They needed a unifying factor … Continue reading I don't know how

Mobs

people on a sacrosanct mission following propagating the leader’s rules quashing disagreement   getting into malleable frames easy to manipulate easy to be directed on preordained paths not knowing whose interest it serves but fired up… nevertheless   magic of Opium never ceases to surprise me https://dversepoets.com/2020/03/23/quadrille-100-abracadabra-wheres-my-magic-wand/

Journey of a song

breathing in, breathing out, just moving on thoughts expanding -from rivulets to sea can't remember what I stumbled upon meeting all, parting with some on the way listening to all, but my heartbeats' sound I worshipped the ocean, remained a bay all the songs I sung came just from a word maybe a syllable, or … Continue reading Journey of a song

Influence

I don’t know why I was surprised every time love started or ended. Having seen many summers and failed relationships, I always wanted to warn my daughter about the pitfalls ahead, when she ventured into a relationship. I wanted to tell her it’s not worth it in the long run, and she might as well … Continue reading Influence

Slayers

stacking chocolates in the fridge heading to the kitchen to grate cheese for a pasta sauce while the cake baked in the oven is bliss   drooling over the scene that would follow on the dining table I check my phone and am deflated instantly   It is the diet app sending notifications I can’t … Continue reading Slayers

Cyclic

entitled presumptuous on being God’s gift to the world camels killed, then fowls and pigs flashing monstrosity wounding existence strategic intelligence walks on two legs We own the planet…   a teeny weeny virus with no wings or feet holds civilization to ransom confined, constrained living in fear dying ‘coz you’re less important than the … Continue reading Cyclic

Stirring Minds

a mind stir propels awakens the dormant catalyses action creates forward motion yet scares …   when I know not what lies within what monsters I awaken or goodness I invoke   I’d rather show new paths to follow be better than one has ever been https://dversepoets.com/2020/03/09/quadrille-99-poems-stirred-not-shaken/