Life could have been simpler if there was a choice to die Games would be so much funif I could impose a tie I put in my best yet lose the game honors are inscribed but not in my name Death would be simpler if I knew I’m a soul Health will be … Continue reading Soul
it is raining outside today I feel compelled to look inside storms raging - within and without I will fly on clouds - come what may tasting sharp thunder - I will glide just ignore the envious clouds Am I getting carried away? there are horses I cannot ride I'm feather-lite, winds have a clout … Continue reading I am a rock
Tuberoses have an interesting name in Hindi – Rajnigandha (fragrance of the night – ‘Rajni’ is night, ‘gandh’ means smell). I always placed these flowers in the rooms of houseguests I cared about. It ensured a good ambience in the evenings, as we often spent the day outdoors. One such couple returned after years. “There’s … Continue reading The missing fragrance
spaces within me drive me to serene islands to fill emptiness https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/09/04/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-september-4th-2019-holy-isle-or-holy-island/
multiple eyes piercing my tattered existence….. Is that God an alien ship a dictator’s dream or my battered conscience? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/09/03/photo-challenge-279/
I liked the rush, I liked the crunch. Never did look back at the fallout. I had a crush I was so young For honesty, I never did scout I slipped in the slushbut I’m still youngand I still have a clout I learnt to count, now don’t blush I’m not so young- … Continue reading Not so young
I thought - better a pest than quiet parasites -ignored the brat’s pranks, and stayed Silence… https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/29/tale-weaver-238-pests-29th-august/
droplets sing and dance move together – with a force become waterfalls https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/28/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-august-28th-2019-waterfall/
a desire to escape reality drives beauty- on smoothness of substance she glides she takes a puff blows away goodness- bright nail colors unable to disguise hollowness inside https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/27/photo-challenge-278/
dense forests pulsating with fear of hunters’ shots and wild desire I find a cave with calm ambience redefine peace -it’s not silence darkness intoxicates takes me to the core unpeeling layers to discover Tranquillity - a drug Why did I travel so far? https://dversepoets.com/2019/08/26/and-the-most-beautiful-words-are/ https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/27/photo-challenge-278/
