Arrival. . The journey left me jaded. . I went to pick up things to use them as copiously as salt and pepper. . I came back with a baggage that feels like dead weight tied my ankle. . My unwillingness to own my belongings could eclipse my sanity any moment from now. . But, […]
With steps treating too slow, For the inconsiderate speed of time, A newly evolving life is running, Chasing, catching up and falling behind. . With steps treading too slow, For an insensitive pace of events, A nervous life is stopping, Asking for directions, Too afraid to get lost; In the quagmire of paths. . With […]
Listen keenly to the music. Your heartbeats in rhythm with your footsteps. Your actions in alignment with your desires. Stretch out your arms and reach for the handle. Pull open the door to laid, lit-up pathways, Decorated with purple flowers on the sidewalks, An occassion observed exclusively to celebrate your arrival, your travel and destiny. […]
My mind is a valley of utopian thoughts. That is a door I open for all, but people want to rush into my heart. When did I become so easy? My wind pipe is narrower than my heart valves. I have been breathing through my mouth and my lungs get tired often. That’s a lot […]
Sitting behind a futile; Human attempt; To veil the light, I wonder; In the envelop of its absence, Enabled by the haze over with; Thin films of fabrics. I laugh; At the denial, At the blatant rejection, Of the unconcealable. My sympathies lie with, The pretentious ignorance, The deliberate conjury of fears, And its cover […]
A god drank poison to save humanity, where as humans spewed poison to destroy humanity. Less did the god know that humans always held poison in their bowels. A good deed wasted on nothing more than unmeritorious mortals.
Constructions of our homes; are manisfestations; of our complex minds. (Tight, shut) Like doors to window frames. (Encumbered, constrained) Like the grillwork on balconies. (Sombre) Like uni-coloured paint. (Thoughts in boxes) Like the rectangular shaped rooms. Constructions of our homes; are manifestations; of our lacklustre lives.
(i) Buy an exit bag over the counter. I (Inflate): I’m sure she loathed, the sagging of her breasts and streching of her belly, he must have tolerated all the obvious, sympathy and damnation; for having me, begrudgingly posing as courageous, as ideal, as […]