Nobody’s clone

It is a race I find no place to escape dominance or find prominence   dates are only a number a generation in deep slumber says - those born before will rule for them, life is just cool   Into the world, do I bring some more? make them feel life is a chore… to … Continue reading Nobody’s clone

Reassembly

I’ll follow you through the alleys, into the world that attracts you. I will knock on every door, peep through every window …. the hungry voyeur in me ready to pounce on every detail. I fear finding bits and pieces of myself there, but I’ll let it go. Those are parts I discarded long ago … Continue reading Reassembly

Stop Them Now

see huge giants with feet of clay to their music –the whole world sways I see those to be kept at bay getting away, getting away…   cheap metal is treated as gold many futures they keep on hold undeserved success makes them bold don't close and fold, don't close and fold   catch them, … Continue reading Stop Them Now

Mercenary

It must have been a mercenary who introduced the concept of eternality of love. It has caused heartbreaks for ages, around the world. People walk out of jobs and contracts – maybe with some disappointment, uncertainty and sometimes with absolute ease. But a relationship breakdown feels like the end of the world. Love is energy … Continue reading Mercenary

Mermaid Reversed

What is that mask you are wearing? I asked you to dress as a scarecrow. Is that how all men see women? Why do we get into feminist arguments all the time? We are dressing for a theme party. I chose ‘Mermaid reversed’. It does not fit into the given theme. Watch the male interest … Continue reading Mermaid Reversed

Mirage of clarity

The sky is so clear after several weeks. Vale smiles at me, as he looks up. I can’t recall when did I see him smiling last. Life has not been easy for us, but he will never know. He blames us for the unrest he feels within himself. He has reacted adversely to his mother’s … Continue reading Mirage of clarity

Her Gods

The woods waited for her, every day she passed the ancient sickly trunks, she felt the wind still with their bated breath.  She used to be terrified. She could visualize the stark branches bending down to strangulate her, and her body getting embedded in the gnarled shapes of the trunks. She would neither be dead … Continue reading Her Gods

Shapeshifters

sensitivity to numbness, distrust of trust, drug-induced euphoria. Reason clashes with Emotion What is true? Which is illusion? What I see and hear, or what I feel?   A shift in perception creates conceptual clarity. white noise in the mind gives equanimity.   I see you in a different light. each layer being peeled apart, … Continue reading Shapeshifters