The bell rings, Tring Tring Tring Who could it be at this hour? Eyes are shut, hands in coins jar The bell rings, Tring Tring Tring What ominous news does it bring? Eyes are shut, hands in coins jar Parasomnia, if you see from afar.... What ominous news does it bring? The truth may make … Continue reading Who could it be?
time is money takes us on scalar lines however what is precious is relative to what happened before or after countable is easy uncountable too vague to talk about And we confine our existence to pre-existing frameworks time moves on finite in small capsules floating on oceans of infinity bypassing human understanding of expansiveness and … Continue reading Time
ORIGINAL POEM I struggled I strived burnt midnight oil binged on knowledge be they books webinars or value-adding conversations I battled Scarcity of time to gather thoughts process write publish I tapped inner resources dug canals pathways for expression became a medium for thought energy to flow effortlessly -all done to make an impact -and … Continue reading Write like a dog, edit like a cat
A busy day ahead promises made earlier in the week come back to haunt…. How do I say my priorities are different today I open other windows while listening to the speaker on a webinar I feel obliged to attend… I also need to scan recipes for a special dinner I recall the luxury of … Continue reading Freedom
once again sky above darkens night falls once again the sun rises hope dawns once again life moves on cycles of breath once again I accept life myriad colors but just once finality strikes end of life.. https://dversepoets.com/2020/07/30/mtb-haiku-sequence/
I am what you never expected me to be antithesis of expectations resistant to regulations I do not fit in the box you painstakingly created for me I am What you never expected me to be https://dversepoets.com/2020/07/16/mtb-i-am-the-first-person-narr
mornings are not good any more, as I read stories moonlight wrote in my backyard last night they spilt in my dreams, I could not string the beads they adorn my neck, but it does not look right accessories threaten to become outfit I cast them away, just to feel right and light Do I … Continue reading Writer’s perception
out in the open -dreams I nursed secretly tend to go wild they wanted a separation ardently, secretly so… https://dversepoets.com/2020/05/21/mtb-5-line-japanese-poetic-forms/ https://dversepoets.com/2020/05/28/openlinknight-267/
venom concealed in expressions eyes belying fake smiles I tried to make you look good without computer applications…. I mourn dried collars in my palette they shrivelled of inadequacy Black dominates your depiction https://dversepoets.com/2020/04/09/the-perfect-seven-lines/
stacking chocolates in the fridge heading to the kitchen to grate cheese for a pasta sauce while the cake baked in the oven is bliss drooling over the scene that would follow on the dining table I check my phone and am deflated instantly It is the diet app sending notifications I can’t … Continue reading Slayers
