He who invented the law of gravity had not been blessed with pull from the top The apple imbalanced with the weight of tyrannical branches and unthinking leaves they swayed in obedience to the branch which in turn followed the wind The trunk acknowledged the wisdom of the roots, but paid obeisance to … Continue reading Apple
Martian
I enjoyed the lull before the storm, but it’s over now. Fanaticism prevails. I’m as secular and liberal as I’ve always been, but the terms are now used in an abusive manner. I grew up in a Hindu household, with Muslim and Christian neighbours (two childless couples who treated me as a daughter), and we … Continue reading Martian
Path to success
I came this far and then no more handcuffed gestures mourn shackled feet parched lips, thirsty near the shore I came this far and then no more It took years to get past the lure struggling mind and heart to meet I came this far and then no more handcuffed gestures mourn shackled feet https://dversepoets.com/2020/02/27/almost-a-triolet/
Transience
an autumn leaf falls at my feet nursed by roots trunk and branches sunlight and rain discarded in a cycle a fleeting thought connected to dark depths of ingrained beliefs of instilled fears of acquired lessons discarded by wisdom ephemeral life nurtured for years collected layers grown from here to there ended by … Continue reading Transience
QR Code
codes generated to conceal to protect identity and motives resist peeling garbage peels do not aid a journey to reach the core it needs skills to find concealed but relevant routes I’m astounded by the likeness between spiritual journeys and reading a QR code https://dversepoets.com/2020/02/24/quadrille-98-peelings-nothing-more/
A Writer is Born
“I’ll trust your judgement. A woman has superior intuition.” “We’ve peddled this theory for long. Actually, it is about a capability for lateral vision, something that men don’t have. We capture fleeting expressions in a nano-second, and it gives clues to the person’s psyche.” “I should be careful with my expressions, when I’m around a … Continue reading A Writer is Born
I did not mean to demean
I did not mean to demean your puny existence or make you aware of your hollowness when I shared my thoughts which were too lofty for all that you’d seen and experienced so far but believe me the intent was only to share not knowing that people who could share mind space are extinct now … Continue reading I did not mean to demean
Reciprocity
expansive colors of dawnspread hope, positivitycolor defines boundaries for menot shape or capability subdued, subservientconditioned thoroughlyacceptance of fateprevents treacherous folly I hear animals somewherescream revenge - by draining venomin bodies of torturersIt’s called a virusI am a humanBut why so helpless? Power is assumedby those who believethey own the worldand need not shareself-proclaimedsuperiority I look … Continue reading Reciprocity
Internal
I smiled uttered right sounds gained acceptance popularity made my family proud I felt loved… Facing the mirror I saw deep lines of dissatisfaction etched by time I was changing I felt worthless… I screamed silently filled with angst exploded in bits and pieces... https://dversepoets.com/2020/02/10/quadrille-97-filling-the-page/
Is it time?
Seasons originated from nature. Calendars are created by us, because we need a structure to our lives. The Sun knows nothing about Sunday. It continues to rise every morning, all seven days of the week, unless clouds get too dense and overshadow it. The density clouding our mind-sets is thinning – with 24*7 offices, flexitime … Continue reading Is it time?
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