The part that is deep and under; resting on most days but, troubling on a few. I pull it out,with strain and lay it naked in the open force it look up to him as he looks upon it he warms it, caresses it, feeds it hazy potions of hope and happiness as it vaporises, … Continue reading As it penetrated.
I always sit with my back to the window. It pleasured me to listen to the strange wild sounds, A variety of them, making my evenings harmonious; Leaves, birds, insects, and frogs Occasionally macaques, making creepy noises; A beauty had come calling this evening! At the bifurcation of a thin old snag, There perched, … Continue reading A fellow with empty casque.
The smell hit me, Tingled all my senses; Made me take a deep breath; I, actually, took a couple of deep breaths. Broke a small piece of it, And put it on my wet tongue. As the flavour mingled.. A symphony! Ah! The Sensuousness of it! Why is it called bitter chocolate? It is a … Continue reading ‘Cocophoria’
There are those days, Rainy and cold Surrounded by people and Wrapped in my own arms Too saturated to deal with the world And with a mountain of work on my head Wishing for miracles to help me drift away Yet, staying rooted in my spot Smiling and chatting away, Until, I get the … Continue reading Blue
An overcast morning! Waking up to the smell of petrichor And to the song of the warblers, Took me a minute to comprehend The preciousness of that moment; Arranging my coffee filter and Pouring the right amount of water, I listened to the symphony of Drizzling rain, bird songs, and dripping decoction!
Every time I step out of my world, I put on a mask and carry a few more with me. I call it my fitness because, It helps me live out there; Among people, with imagined norms, And manufactured dramatic scenarios. Few times, I need to change it frequently, Many a time, one is … Continue reading
Woke up with music in my head; Walked around with a spring in my step, Wooed by the bright hot sun; Waltzed in and around my classrooms, Waited out for my professor to conclude; Wound down a trail with sounds of nature, Washed over by my need to connect; Whelmed myself in swaying about gracefully, … Continue reading Rhythm of life.
All those people, don't they lie? It is not such a bad thing, To wish to go back and sing; Doesn't matter even if it was a pie; If losing it had made you sigh, Even if you became the king, You realise it is just a fling. It lingers, even as time goes by! … Continue reading Compunction
It may be etched onto your skin, An entity that is deeply akin; You do know it is just a matter of chemicals, Hay wiring your brain turning off the cynical; You must part with it, for better or worse, Before the time it becomes coarse. It will not be taking your life away And … Continue reading Just, let it go.
Food and water. Check! Clothing and shelter. Check! Jewelry and furniture. Check! Socially active. Check! Glory and fame. Check! Poverty. Don't matter! Calamity. Don't matter! Recession. Don't matter! Global warming. Don't matter! Mortality. Ha ha, never heard of it! Created, protected and worshiped by us, If only, reality was given such a fuss!