Dancing to the tunes of destiny, She pirouetted to fame, The decibels rose and fell, Still she danced to rythm of life, Impervious to the cacophony around .
Tag: independence
My heart ( a cinquain)
My heart, They peer into And see the hues that bleed, And incandescent hope undimmed, I shine.
A stranger
Stranger! Who are you? I don't know you at all. All these years, I lived deluded. A mirage I envisaged, Lush green and crystal blue. But sandstorms and stormy blizzards, Blew away those grainy sands of my fancy, Leaving behind a barren trail. Nothing out of nothing! It blew away those false charades, A facade… Continue reading A stranger
A new Day
Steaming vitriol, Caustic fumes, Tightening smog, And the grey world! You wonder in disbelief, How much more the mire could spread! A hazy oblivion of happiness, As knoll sounds in distant chimes. You look around, Poking in crannies, Stoking the ire that wants spew, But it refuses to go. That leaden feel, And heavy heart!… Continue reading A new Day
Twittering Tales#110-13 November 2018
The mother and its offspring is a tale that crosses all boundaries of species. A mother loves her baby,her replica. She hovers around it casting a protective sheath. Her baby is her golden fleece. She cherishes it,nurtures it. Her child tells the story of her life (261 characters) Via: https://katmyrman.com
The gorge
When the world crumbles, And you stand at the precipice, Staring into the deep gorges around, A dark abyss. A slip here and down you go, A cascade into an empty void. As you gaze into the horizon, A shaft of light streams in, Sheathed and clouded, You hang onto the tiny ray, In hope… Continue reading The gorge
As I fast… A haiku
A fuzzy mind swoons, But not a morsel of food, Still a serene smile.
Bewildered – a haiku
What the world tells you, But that inner voice whispers, A bewildered you!
The hash-tag-#( a double haiku)
The hash-tag lava Spurted out that was hushed up, A torrid deluge. Making voices heard, As the heavy boulders fall, In their own craters.
Questions
Life throws questions at you, But you have no answers. You try to solve the puzzles, But the conundrum becomes more enigmatic. You try to untie the knots, But the mesh is all the more tangled. You try to simplify, But it becomes more complex. When you want to see, But you are blinded. You… Continue reading Questions
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