Do you know the lore of the crimson rose and the thorns?The thorns resented the glory of the rose and the curses that came their way.It grew and turned them insane.In a moment of madness they gored her petals over and over until her flesh bled out red. […]
Copper Pod is my most favourite summer flower. The copper stems and buds that blooms to yellow five petal flowers with wavy egde made me ignore ever other summer flower. They told methat they envy mebecause you write poems for me.Just to get them off my backwill you […]
Women become xanthippes. Why? Imagine this. I asked him, ” Did you get the milk and bread?”He said ” Understanding the question is half the answer” I said, “I will then serve philosophy as breakfast”He called me ‘xanthippe’That’s how the fight started. I say, behind every Xanthippe, there […]
Drops of a sentimental introspective meseeps into paper,painting my life storyin a vignette.
Her luscious versesshrivelled and diedunspoken, unwritten,on the tree of diffidence.
She collects moonbeams in a jarTo sew a seamless silver scarf That would artfully hide her ugly scars.
Is something wrong?Her answer was always ” No, Nothing”Nothing actually held all the things that upset her. It held her silent want for him to hear her unspoken words , Her longing for him to stay a moment more and ask her again what is wrong.He never did […]
Twilight is my favourite time of the day.It is the seam between daylight and darkness. The thread sewed in changing colours from salmon to purple and then cobalt blue. The fabric of night is in black satin, with its moon motif changing its pattern everyday and constellations that […]
The tiny head of the coat button peeping out to read the non verbal warning. Watch the Median !