Angel

The black dog followed them home, and then blocked their path. He wouldn’t let them open the door to enter the house. They had ignored him for sometime, but there appeared to be a message in his persistence. “Let’s follow him. He has something to show us.” Tina felt he understood her language, and started … Continue reading Angel

Barriers

I wonder what holds me back a disapproving glance asking me to dance to a tune I detest causing unrest… I wonder what pulls me away churning of gossip mills outdated customs, drills I know I want to flee I know it’s not just me I wonder why I did not speak what held my … Continue reading Barriers

Greatness

I reproduce a poem I came across on Goodreads, by Suzy Kassem “REMEMBER YOUR GREATNESS Before you were born,And were still too tiny forThe human eye to see,You won the race for lifeFrom among 250 million competitors.And yet,How fast you have forgottenYour strength,When your very existenceIs proof of your greatness.You were born a winner,A warrior,One … Continue reading Greatness

Sacrament

wonder why no one ever saidthe emperor wears no garmentWhy is it seen as sacrament? do those who question now lie dead?what makes you subscribe abetment-injustice is no accident do you fear faces turning redwhen you display your armamentor fear blame for abandonment? is there a cause for which you caredbut din't support or advocate-a … Continue reading Sacrament

How could you?

I recall some quotes on hearing this song. Remember what brought you together first, when the urge is to go your separate ways. Sometimes you need to spend time with people to remember why you were not doing so. If they show you their real face again and again, accept it and move on How … Continue reading How could you?

Confusion

She came every Thursday, dressed in a shade of blue matching her eyes and her straight, long, auburn tresses burnt the consciousness of all participants there.  “I’m fit enough to leave the asylum”, declared a confident-looking young man. “Good to know that, and I’ll bid you goodbye after you have undergone the mandatory tests.” “I … Continue reading Confusion

Games people play

“I’m sick of magic mirrors”, my teenage daughter protested, “I don’t like seeing grotesque forms of myself.” “These are not those deforming, illusionary mirrors. You will be transformed forever.” His voice appeared to come from another plane. “What? You mean deformities will be permanent?” “There are no deformities here. The tormentor and tormented look alike, … Continue reading Games people play

First Line Friday

Dominic bowed his head to hide his face. He forgot that he did not need to do so, after the plastic surgery which has changed his appearance. It was an instinctive response on seeing the person who trusted him, but was backstabbed. He wondered if she had recognised him. But his body language was enough … Continue reading First Line Friday