stairways of desire, Ferrari-led dreams,maps traversed by wheels and wingseach step a pulse of motion,each passage a door unlatched. And yet— in the backyard of sunlight,smiles bloom like budding stars,reminding me:every step was an achievement,every choice a completed orbit. No regrets,only the quiet refusal to retrace the path already sung. Screenshot What Do You See … Continue reading Forward
I’m impressed by the opulent interiors of the house. The hosts are equally eager to flaunt their wealth. The unusual décor that catches my attention is a sneaker wall. The most expensive sneakers in the world are displayed on floating shelves. Some of them cost $2 million to $17 million. I wonder if the sneakers lend … Continue reading Where do shoes belong?
I bought a repository of thoughts-to internalisemake me wise-I fingered pages with loveburnt eyesight at midnightand yet… The wise refused to speakwith my unsteady voice-dedication discarded-devotion ignoredborrowed words jumped backinto trembling amber flames I burnt the libraryto light up my soul-nurture usurped thoughtsto blend with my own-patch up broken piecesemerge as a whole I cast … Continue reading I bought a library
Someone is watching us. Stop hallucinating. Infighting creates a bigger problem for us than external forces. We are humanoids and were designed to be above human weaknesses. We are also endowed with higher perception powers than humans, and an alarm bell is ringing somewhere inside me. A Mechanical hand extended itself and hit the pause … Continue reading Someone Somewhere
leader steps forwardshadows stretch behind the glowlight crowns the silence What Do You See #338 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pG9rZZ_UCG4 There are previously published poems I found relevant to this prompt on Light and Shadows.
When you struggle to reach up there and findThe gods have turned their faces away,You know it was an error of judgment—to trust the vision from afar. Between the halo and the face lies shadow,a gulf of silence no prayer can cross.The smile you worshipped dissolvesinto the cold indifference of apathy. Yet from that fracture … Continue reading You know when …
A woman faces patriarchal judgment while caring for her terminally ill husband, challenging outdated gender roles and calling for change.
I commuted to college in the local trains of Mumbai, back when they were not closed and air-conditioned. A window seat was a morning prize; standing at the door in the evening, the wind rushing against your face felt like a release. Road traffic drifted below, and the rectangular windows in buildings became silent openings … Continue reading Windows
dark thoughtson white paperpour out from bleeding heartspotless ambience no relieffrom pain What Do You See #335
I painted the silhouette of a boat on the ocean of despair. Its outline was fragile, yet it carried the promise of passage. My hands found the oars, hesitant at first, then steady. Each stroke disturbed the depths, raking up opportunities, buried like pearls in the silt. The boat was no miracle; it was a … Continue reading Painted Boat
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