Graffiti

What made you stopto read fading linesetched by mortal hands? a need to connectwith a journeya fellow humanto find reflectionsof your own? or just voyeuristic instinctsto see what happeneda while agoon the same paththat you trudge today? We share transienceAnd maybe something more… Poetics at dVerse Here's talking about a totally different subject 🙂 https://www.amazon.com/dp/9334006862

Dance of miscellaneous thoughts

manifestation of divine willthrough a dance of destructionpaving way for the futurewhat’s goneneed not be mourned it could be culture, art or a virusfrozen beneath mountains of iceyou never know what pops upwhen you destroy protective layersThe sun plays its game Do we need time machinesif past, present, futurethreaten to explodein confrontation?it’s just curiositynot destinations … Continue reading Dance of miscellaneous thoughts

House of Scrooge

House of Lovecare its currencyHospitalityits hallmark one daya beggarspreads deceptive palmswe never refusedso borrowed to helpfell victim to usurygot driven to penury the rascal lives therewe were thrown-inevitable heartbreakchanged our pathto a once-warm homegroaning undermultiple stakes You have a rightto demean or despisebut I’ll not leta beggar in disguisedeflate, downsizeor capitalizeon generosity I’m happy being … Continue reading House of Scrooge

Aspirations

The young lad looks aroundfascinated by the tallness of buildings;intimidated by the slickness of motionAdventure beckons;he is unsure of landing spacesbut eager to craft storieshe will tell his brethrenback home in the village crouched in a cornersmaller than the spacereserved for cattle at homehis dreams begin to crumblebut who knowsa mansion or skyscrapermay engage himas … Continue reading Aspirations

Who typed this on my screen?

Blank pages are less scarythan this transparentalmost invisible creatureoccupying my thinking room I throw ink on itits super-absorbent bodyconsumes the intentthrows out wordsin jets and squirtsbut stays out of sight I want to know its nameBut silence greets meHorror…Who typed these words on my screenWhile I was away? I am but a mediumI don’t know … Continue reading Who typed this on my screen?

Pessimism – Part 1

the cat languishingunder the treearouses envythe birds flying overheadtweet calls for freedomthe sun sneersthreatening to withdrawunappreciated, unutilisedgenerosity it is no mean featto stay enveloped in darknessblame the world for your plightturn off all sources of lightwallow in self-pitydenigrate cheerhold what’s dearso tightthat they startfighting for their right it was not a sunny daywhen you arrived-gloom … Continue reading Pessimism – Part 1

I to Me

Dear MeWish we could connectdecades agoacross timeI’d have let you in onthings you did not know,helped you reach better decisions.So that I, today….Could have lived in peace Poetics - for the love of letters

Pomegranate Kofta

mash potatoes, mix bread and cheesespice it up, stuff pomegranate seedsshape a cutlet on an oiled palmroll it in breadcrumbsconsign it to hellof smoking hot oil watch the golden orbemerge from hellbe dunked in gravyonion, cashew, spiceand all flavours nicelaced with manna from heavenpomegranate juice it takes its place on the tablebecomes the hostess’s prideit’s … Continue reading Pomegranate Kofta

Twist of Mystery

Going far, going farInto a brave new worldCarrying the gist of meAnd my memoryTo be valued or discardedAs scraps of history Going far, going farOrwellian documentationof phenomenal imaginationsurpassed by the real worldchallenged by the Future-laughable limitations Going far, going farwhere the terms have changedI discard history, memoryto invent a new metill I un-see my old … Continue reading Twist of Mystery