Shadows have remained

You leave pieces of yourself, Scattered everywhere you frequent, And your memories are suspended in time. Every life that you have brushed up against, Lives with an imprint of you, That is trapped in their mind. Time may change you, But your memory forever remains the same. It's like leaving each place, That you have… Continue reading Shadows have remained

A wedding ( a Limerick)

It's the season of weddings. The media is splashed with celebrity wedding pictures as we gape in awe at the couture costumes and dreamy sequences, a page out of another world. We dream and conjure of living that glam dream. But mundane people like me can only look from afar and watch the hoopla with… Continue reading A wedding ( a Limerick)

It just flows

When that cauldron overflows, Surging, The vent bursts open, Spewing out the simmering lava, Burning with its latent heat, Stoked over years. It just flows, Overwhelming, Consuming, Reckless of what comes on its way. It wants to break free, The volcanic dam unshackled. It just flows, Meandering down unknown slopes. It does not know, What… Continue reading It just flows

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.

Manifesto-Word of the Day Challenge ( a cinquain)

A plan, Woven on dreams, A life manifesto, It was against the protocol, Now gone. Via: https://wp.me/p4fJkz-vz

If tomorrow will come

As I stand at the cusp, I pause and think. What had gone by, Its kaleidoscope whirred in mind's eye. Those buried dreams,those inane desires, Those silly joys, Long gone and dead, Now get a whiff of life, Make tarried movements, As they rouse from their hoary slumber. I reminisce our camaraderie, How we wove… Continue reading If tomorrow will come

RonovanWrites#Weekly#Haiku#Poetry Prompt#Challenge#218 Steam&Cover

Steam up that soul tied, In the social cover tight, Now free to soar high. Via: https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/64808775/posts/1990704107

Torment:(a cinquain)

Torment, A perverse joy, A vitriolic jibe, A trail of boundless agony, I smile.

As I love …..

As my mind goes blank, Shutting out all the deafening noises, Boarding up the crevices, That streamed in biting shafts. I float aimlessly hither and thither, I know not, And I don't want to know. A reverie, An idyllic repose, A blissful ecstasy. The world is my own, No pretences, No shams, No charades. Honest… Continue reading As I love …..