Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words.

Paul Engle

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Holy Death

crow on a cross.

Shadows and the bravery of the past, echoes of the sounds you spoke of hopes and misery ever last… but smokes of your failure – you choke Behinds the sun, stars dream of evening darkness. Holy Death, leads us to stray to the land of forgiveness Still, you can’t find there a veil to cover


broken bench

Build up to such situation near impossible to defuse Most convictions of earlier sense uncertain now infuse Defying palpable rationale to point radically extreme Sane logic where rescinds past any credible scheme It hits akin a thunderbolt hard shot out of the blue Keep searching for trigger sans slightest visible clue All visions since nurtured

To the night sky


Every morning The sun rises afresh, I forget why I was so sad The night before. Why there was so much Pain and blood And loneliness In the darkened Speckled night sky. Every morning In my bathroom A determined Toothbrush wielding hand forgets why… There is so much Salinity, pain, blood And sense of futile

Love Sonnet 30

locked love lock

My love, we ventured deep in raging storms, Have groped in fogs, plodded on snow, Endured the scroll, aligned to rules and norms, Would we then die in calm, when no winds blow? For ships are stranded in such windless trips, Like dormant love, with passion locked and zipped, Should love pour grandly, or just

A Voice within…

A girl

There is a voice in me, I listen to barely. Invisible as phantom shadows, It haunts me, taunts me. I sip some poison Inebriated; It flaunts me. It knocks me off, Scissors me in two, ‘Good or evil, whose baby are you’? A thin line of heartbeat, Buttresses compassion The imp again gibes ‘So, giving

Kaleidoscope, of the millenium.


Guess what I am writing about? A strange phenomenon of recent times. Bright and Colorful, depicts interesting times… Takes off the monotony, a peep into lives… Success epics , someone’s frustrations galore, Wise ones’ words repeated, in circles of lore! It’s popular, it’s trendy, and times engaging …. Not serious, just tottering, scrolling and trolling..