This being human is a garb which seeps into my soul compels me to do certain things in a certain manner and believe… in my supremacy over others It gives me the luxury of analysis of thought of choice of brain power Then takes it all away when I feel guilt or regret Why can’t … Continue reading Being Human
it’s been cruel today, this morn I woke with epiphanies which would invite only scorn yet I know, nothing’s closer to the truth.. being a victim of mental abuse is so hard to confess will it be seen as an excuse to justify being what I am… those who dislike me so much for being … Continue reading It’s been cruel, this morn…
I see life like never before oxygen makes it presence felt always having remained intangible zig-zag lines on monitors pointers to heartbeats which stayed out of way being less than 20 decibels on the fringes awareness hits I worshipped loudness, ignored the gullible I feel ready to die to live again like never before rejuvenated … Continue reading ON LIFE SUPPORT
Prompt words I am the bud and the blossom, I am the late-falling leaf (Credit: The Paradox by Paul Dunbar) soul encased in fragile bodies part of the universal force A body made of elements construed to be stardust I belong to earth, yet dream of skies the mind is a bird which high-flies I … Continue reading Paradoxes
colorwash of optimism I give minds clarity highlighting the fact I’m yellow, not black contrasting hues of opinions -transparency to see beyond points of view -in a different light somewhere in the middle of spectrums I shine alone as others take their place to my left or right https://dversepoets.com/2021/02/16/poetics-true-colours/
Aunt Maria is allergic Little Tim loves it I read about nutritional value include it in recipes …. ….for life fungi represent growth you choose it or leave it… https://dversepoets.com/2021/02/09/tuesday-poetics-lets-have-fun-guys/
we shared barracks, canned guavas in sub-zero climes…. We argued on things of no consequence to pass cold nights…. We fought shoulder-to-shoulder now he rests on my shoulder voiceless, lifeless… his weight feels like life weighing me down I’ll never look at life and death in the same way again strong, but ephemeral intense, yet … Continue reading Shoulder-to-shoulder
You fling it open for the first time/but I’m gone A box that held my dreams A box that was my vision board A box of changing aspirations A box that captured transitions You fling it open with suspicion/ but relax It shows flowing water It shows many versions It shows evolution of spirit It … Continue reading Unboxed
I remember a poem called ‘A reason or a season” widely in circulation on social media a couple of years back. The poet opined that people come into our lives with a specific purpose, and we should let them go when they choose to go.The purpose has been fulfilled. What disconnects is a vital clue … Continue reading Connections
this is not a painting emotions spilling over all over the place in different colors overlapping asserting resisting merging creating illusions calling for attention…. forming shapes drawing boundaries underplaying some- emphasising other structures to make sense… I look at leaves of hope I painted on top of chaos to make it look like a work … Continue reading A work of art
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