Experiential Bias

impeccably cleanI extend an eager handawaiting firm grips ~ Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it as yet? ~ L.M. Montgomery I watch active feetcalloused with experiencestain virginity Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #46

The Compass is Me

Can the Sun rise in the West? To the extent of our knowledge, No. We place immense trust in Nature. Sometimes we also trust human beings we see as infallible and supportive. I felt a pillar fall that morning when I saw a change in someone’s stance. More so, because the reason for it was … Continue reading The Compass is Me

Letting Go

Once upon a time, I made sure that doors did not close behind me. The future was exciting, but uncertain, and I wanted my support systems to stay intact. Today, I don’t turn back to look at the footprints I’ve left behind. Some are blown away by the winds. Some leave an impression on wet … Continue reading Letting Go

Inside Zero

zero is where I find myselfat the beginning of every venturebut life takes different turnsand gets labelled with numbersit throws me back with impunityround is the only way to go jump through the looplest you remain rotating inside Quadrille #237

Somewhere There

The body loosens its grip on struggling organs, and what we call death is but a shedding of cells. The soul, lighter than starlight, drifts beyond the familiar orbit of grief. Planets hum in their silent revolutions, each a reminder that endings are only pauses in a greater rhythm. Saturn’s rings shimmer like gateways, Jupiter’s … Continue reading Somewhere There

Traffic Lights

There’s a red light at the doorfor all those who thinkthey can coax me into compliancewith their code of conduct. If you are open to exchange of viewsmoving ahead, enriched by conversationHang on there…the light will turn green Q236- Coaxing as it does