Saturday, October 26, 2019

All Of It

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What would a kid choose: an umbrella, rainbow-colored or black? We know it without doubt. The one coloured with 'all of it' ...
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Friday, October 18, 2019

Proxy - A sequel to Pleasure

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Piano Sonatas from the 'Best of Beethoven' playing in the foreground. Rhythmic whirring sounds, of the fan blades in motion ...
Monday, October 07, 2019

Pleasure

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Thunder sounds gentle and muffled Rain sings like in a trained choir Lightning streaks of soft-toned hues All three take me by t...
Friday, September 27, 2019

Purpose

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At times, I feel the seconds, of the time given to me ticking and toking I feel it as visible as... the throb of the heart caged in...
Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Yours Lovingly

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Here, now...  I feel  your dead weight on me. Don't you worry I'll take care of thee. I am your sounding board when you are ...
Sunday, September 08, 2019

Today

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How much I yearn to say 'I missed you today, after you left!' I have second thoughts, and  stop my flow of thoughts. I want ...
Tuesday, August 27, 2019

Bitterness

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I've tried... Enduring you Being indifferent to you Tried to avoid you, and Ignore you. Confrontation just doesn't work! Yo...
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Monday, August 19, 2019

I

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The deafening thunderous applause you give yourself after you bend and break... Wish I could learn from you, Oh! Waves...
Friday, August 09, 2019

Bad Definition of Karma

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Knitting together events that gratify your sadistic vengeful self.
Friday, June 21, 2019

Suicide

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Autumn was almost done, and I was at the park bench lying supine. The trees exposed the bare blue sky through the loosely knit mesh ...
Thursday, June 13, 2019

Brown: Our Marriage

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We are mostly brown but then, you are Khakhi  and I am Beige That is where we  intersect and bifurcate
Thursday, June 06, 2019

The Music in my House

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Oh! the voices... Of the dramatic cello the sad violin, and  the mellifluous flute. I am not trained in them yet I can play them wel...
Thursday, May 30, 2019

Mosquitoes and Butterflies

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If you come to think of it butterflies that sip the nectar from the flowers do not deserve  to be considered as divine When, the sin...
Sunday, May 19, 2019

The Clothesdoctor

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I've known this puny guy and been seeing him for over three years, I guess. And, he is probably the only person to whom I have spoken ...
Friday, May 10, 2019

My Writings

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My writings: At times, too long for poetry, yet, too sweet for prose.
Wednesday, May 01, 2019

My growing love for lists

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Friends who lend time, unjudging ears Stillness that accepts things and moves on un-yearning heart serenity from listening to a piano ...
Wednesday, April 24, 2019

Compass

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Babe, You are the compass How would you get lost?
Sunday, April 14, 2019

Salt Puddle

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I was sitting on the park bench, my retreat after the refreshing run With my head drooping down arms affixed  and shank hanging loose ...
Friday, April 05, 2019

Dead End

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When we look for on-the-go directions to a destination, a dead end also indicates direction. Move on.
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Friday, March 29, 2019

Orphans

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We sway together to the tunes of the wind We grow together in the warmth of the sun We shed together in the seasons of change We wee...