I yearn for a time
Dream-catchers above pillow
where faith in fairy made sense
And unicorns and rainbow
To get lost in quest
find elixir and crocks of gold
skim the fountain of youth
stories like grandma told
If only I can
bring her back and her story
And trade my medallions of Virgin Mary.
Nights are getting longer;days colder.Vessel of void; lonelier.Plunged into whirlpool,a routine of rote.Fog and bleeding moonlight:beautiful yet annihilating. A perpetual descending.One hope at a time.Downward and lowerbut not all the way,leaving behind sad silt –a residual life. A double-edged swordPiercing only inward.Holding the beads.Like lost cloudson an overcast evening;together but fragmented:Life’s one big sunset. DreamsContinue reading “Free Fall”
Don’t think this night has been a loss!Every night I have hung, like god, upon the cross. It can be a surly business in the bright day of trying: contention and contestation; Of misplaced faiths and broken things. Misconstrued message and lost letters. Words of honour – the now and never. The mulish marathon ofContinue reading “The to-and-fro”
This is it. One step forward and the endless loop is broken. The need to put an end to myriad inconsequential affairs has never been so profound. Are we sure we are doing this? We should. This is our moment. It is a lovely morning. Though it is just as lonely the day, my wife diedContinue reading “A dead surmise”
It’s the world we live in during self-isolation – our world. Just us left to our imaginations and thoughts. But living in our own world can be a dangerous thing. You start thinking; thoughts taking shape and gradually those grotesque molds extending into actions. You can forget reality, convincing yourself what you perceive now isContinue reading “The isolation”
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