Move On !!

For few dimes less in our pockets   don’t fret ,let’s just move on…. Around you are bigger mansions than  the squalor you dwell in don’t think let’s just move on…  Watching your only child play with herself again, simply smile and let’s  just move on… The neighbour got a sparkling new car, one that you …

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Oh! Destiny

Oh ! destiny I’ve been hit hard by waves of rejection A grain of sand I know my worth, I’ve been shown seashore too many times… Oh! Destiny tell me it is not a Sisyphean fate! What I sought I never got! The mighty Gods conspired cornered me to the coast, I cried pellucid tears deliquesced …

Murky Clouds

Gentle translucent dew drops brought along murky clouds on grey chariots of northern winds taking me in their mighty clutches  tossing, spinning me to the dimensions of the other world,  as rays of amber Sun descended on the eclipsed horizons, the   mighty chariots of Northern winds   froze in eternity and I once again came back …

Metamorphosis

I grew up beyond the grey walls…. Walls that changed hues under varied spells, mama would strictly keep me inside.   The thick silver parapets adorned tiny holes, black ashen specks from where I marveled at the cruel oddity of the world.   A faded sepia of Papa hung at a crooked angle-tilted towards outside,shadowing other …

Fangs of Sadness

Like a seizure sadness took hold of my withered heart a brutal blow , frenzied  it leapt, spat it’s venom  in tubular veins to merge with red liquids, now in possession of every fold of the body,  even when joyous  petals touche my cheek, love birds suckle on heavenly nectars, or naked rain drops take me in …

Lady Aloofness

The patron goddess of lonely beings, Lady Aloofness, adorned in ashen maxi enthroned on errie silence visited last dampish evening Between her listening and mine chatters The maiden Stillness stood but the resolute goddess coiled around my neck like a raven serpent slithering going mary go-round strangulating all the chords dwelling in humble throat, chocking …

Grey-Eyed Sadness

On the wintry chariots of November Oh! grey -eyed sadness you arrived yet again , though the fallen leaves were premonitions of the fast approaching hours of our rendezvous.   But the fool  in me hoped this cold your arrivals might be delayed but here I am a meek little being already in your sturdy embraces my  my …