Musing

Why do our breaths get so frail that when we meet death, we leave and do it with such courage that only ashes remain in our wake? And then with memories and souls that survive, we decide to eke out a newer course until later, waiting until breath becomes frail again and the heart gets...

White Facades

A landscape of white and toppling greys, A fall nearby, And a mournful sigh. A broken canvas etched in red, Erasing air and persistent breaths. Tiny beings, Hearts and orbs, A shard of ice And frosted grass. Pictures surround, Nature in mind Reality just another haze. Fickle stares, Of helpless souls Of lives gone, midst...

Synapse.

Of bags that weigh a ton, And trinkets that hold a smile. Of muddied poignancies, And grins that are worth a dime Of parched turmoils, And caustic nights, balmy when on mute. Of mercurial words, And sombre steps Of silences unbroken, And hamartias errant Of pauses too deep, And thoughts, synaptic. Of journeys that start,...

Ballad of the Forest

Daily Prompt: ForestCanopies that hide songs,Carpets that pervade miles,Barks that crunch footsteps,And roars that split asunder,Cracks in the prism,Flame-quenched oceans,Parched nomads,And withered terrains.Forests of the wild,A Schrodinger's cat,Alive yet dead.Miles across,With glittering ensemble,And swirling smoke,Tiles that crunch footsteps,And breaths that steal life.Cracks in the prism,Icy gusts that seep in cold,Parched throats,And wrinkled souls.Forests of cement,A...

Sonder

Unravel"> Unravel An envelope of assortments Zipped silence, Cloaked in subtlety paraphernalia hidden. Plethora of Art, Eurekas  And literature waiting to be inked. A seeker seeking to be sought. When the meet does happen The universe conspires together, To unravel the most profound mysteries hidden amidst the galaxies. A fusion of poetry and ink.