In Wait (Inspired by Gaza)

As the air whooshes and the breath comes to a still with my entire being in presence, in wait, in watch a decade, a while, an eternity as the ink runs dry and the sparks flicker out A scream rises past gnawing through the throat A bare wisp escapes far from the embers A shadow...

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,...

Life of a skeptic

When the sun goes hiding And the stars gaze down, When clouds embrace their darkness And the sky canopies the wayfarer; When the lamps fade out, And the ones in flight rest their wings; When most souls pace their breaths And sleep away their toil, When silence takes a hushed reign And the cogs come...

Meandering Lines

Daily prompt:Observe Rhythm of the ink, With thoughts whizzing past Words left unsaid, And bemused reveries, In a melange of melodies, Surrendering to the bliss. Quaint observations, And contemporary notions, In a juxtaposition of ideas, Fuelling the gliding ink. Yet, the pen stops every minute, The stoic resolve undone. Wandering to those closed doors, That...

Ritual

P.C: Ray Collins *** The first streak of dawn, Rays breathing in life The melodious chirp, the whispering leaves, the rooster's call And a day begins in earnest. Out for a livelihood,all souls leave. Soon the bustle pervades the morning calm, Unnoticed, Unattended yet Omnipresent The warmth replaced by the fiery heat, A solar guardian,...

Raison d’être

P.C:Ray Collins  *** For every word uttered, There is one that remains unspoken. For every verse of poetry, There exists a legion of prose. For every expression displayed, There are many that remain masked. For every feat of courage, There once was a coward. For every dawn that rises, There existed once its darkest hour....

The Crescent’s Allegiance

Magnet Circle"> Circle The crescent's rise Causing the heart to bloom The month of peace, Where the parched throat Yearns for thirst, Where the giving hand And the one receiving,both receive, Where nights become day And man rivals with time, Where there is peace And peace,all around, Where the lines that stand Stand humbled with...

The odds

Survive"> Survive To survive And live another day A proverbial chant echoing everyday To reconcile and live one's fate No fights, no trysts, Handing over reins to destiny Not so much as a gasp to be alive Eking out existence, Till the years roll by and the turn arrives. Surviving, Each second, Every day, Every...

What’s To Be

A bleak light, That beckons towards the shore An uncertain ride, That knows no destination A possibility towards vulnerability, That creates predictive anxiety The intuitive premonitions, That sometimes change with the tide Those evolving goals, That shape the soul The temporary pit-stops, That put you in the backlogs But leave you feeling, Refreshed, Rejuvenated,Ready And...

Tale of A Place

Timely">Timely A place exists... Shrouded in darkness With muted cries. Every street, a graveyard. Each person, a victim. Dream, better not Life, Freedom? Meaningless nouns. Humanity, unheard of. Empty stares, devoid of hope. Minutes tick by, Bracing for the familiar Clouds of Ash suffused with death. Existence occurs. It does, yes. But each day, a...