A handsome facewith headphonesoblivious of surroundingsscreen-distractedducking advicewith deaf-gear I see a pattern-breakerchanging structuresto fit into redefine identitiesrather than befire-baptized they'll change the worldthese tradition-shirkersI saluteall path-breakers MTB - get to know kennings
Late at night, a question raises its headalone in the room, I sit up and screamIs it real, or was it a bad dream?Am I sane? Have I gone totally mad? I ask the dark sky and the empty bedWhere have all my friends and companions goneAn owl peeks, a dog howls, lonely night groanslate … Continue reading Life’s Evening
propriety shunshonest expressionjudgments suffocateessence of beingstop the explosionUnshed tears threaten MTB: A Tableau
she mows the lawnfor she cannot let grassgrow under her feet she waters the plantsinfusing them with lifeshe herself longs for she sings the same songall over again – just tofind new meaning in it the sun rises againwith the same coloursin the same direction her desperationblackens horizonsthey fail to paint hope looking inward is … Continue reading Triversen
collision of shapesamoebic movementun-geometrizepredefined structuressegments of a worldstruggling with fissures-identities faceuncalled-for ruptures superimposed talesbuild new narrativesmundane dramatizedseashells become whalestruth pushed to the wallplastered with sharp nailsprowling destructorshail power brokers MTB - An Octameter for August
let’s talk about stories untoldthat no one has painted uponwith love, hate or uncalled scornthrough facts, let the plot unfoldlet’s talk about stories untold a devotee sings virtues in the mornabout things that are not the normyet falls into predictable mouldslet’s talk about stories untold a character – misunderstood, tornwants to be rewritten and rebornbut … Continue reading Stories Untold – a Ballata
Light, after a brief pause, makes itself known,Welcomed as dawn—a fresh beginningBut what if it were ever-present, never gone?Endless light, no night—a perpetual day.Imagine Earth bathed in unending brights,No sinking sun behind the horizon’s flow.Blackout curtains would be our daily woe,We celebrate the Sun’s inadequacy, you know. Moon and stars, invisible to our sight,Claim omnipresence … Continue reading Light’s Eternal Dance
Chosen 13 lines from my poem titled Eternity a day, a month,a year, a decade,a century, an ageride on predecessors-carry bits of themlike concealed colorsof a spectrum-highlight their gold-leave imprintson transient sandknowingthe future will interpretstories as they like NEW POEM WITH INSERTED FRAGMENTS desperation clutching on toself-defined routinesnon-negotiableit is the only way to survivea day, … Continue reading Fragment Poem
peace wraps itself around meengulfs in the shape of a questionlike serpents around a sandal tree I take it as a purpose of existenceAbsence of war, but are minds freeof greed, bias and all not nice? Its grip hardens on a terrified meunsettling games; creaky foundationpeace casts a sarcastic glance with glee MTB: Magic 9
I need to shut those doorsfrom where interference flowsmocking shadows talking ofwhat I should do or can’t doghosting what I can do betterthan them; need to keep them out I found a box and put a room inside It’s a custom-built space for peaceThe box is silence and irreverenceIt protects my doors and windowslet them … Continue reading A room in a box
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