Category: Poetry
Peaceful Warriors
Pen of poets gives them prowess to be warriors with fortitude, Across nations breaking barriers, fighting battles in solitude. As they burn midnight oil to sit in silence and pen, Their pen creates many an inspiring work to reckon. To protect, restore and expose murky truth, their pen keeps up its fight, No matter the milieu, it
» Read moreAn Ongoing Affair
I pick the book, put on the lamp and settle down in a cosy posture, Coffee mug perched precariously on handrest, glance at book’s title and its author. Drizzling rain cadences on my window as I feel the book with eyes and fingers, Proceed on inside even as on the cover, my mind still lingers. Pulsating excitement flooding my
» Read moreThe Good Old Days?
let me make this very clear Chris and I are not voyeurs we just like watching vintage TV especially if we catch The Price is Right with Brucie. when a good looking young woman is picked and bounces down to ‘Contestants’ Row’ we share knowing looks and hope she wins and if she wins we zone
» Read moretwin birds
Micro and macro, they are of the same feather, twin birds that crow in the same manner, not mere words! you heal the micro creature lo it cures the one bigger, you mess up with the petite voleur have both of them under the weather Peter becomes Sunil’s friend. David, like a poor cousin, feels threatened; we find groups in
» Read moreWho shall save the world?
We are completely powerless against the world corruption which by greed has ruined all the world, with Trump as leader of the universal egoism, denying there is anything to worry about, while oceans are dying, wildlife disappearing, people starving without water, cruel dictatorships supported by democracies for just some short-term gains, while we, who watch and are aware of
» Read moreFled is that Birdsong
On the House
Lost love
You disappeared out there somewhere diffusely in the fog, like some ethereal phantom vanishing, dissolving in the mists with nothing left behind except what could have been, some bitter disappointments and a painful mess of memories. Still you exist out there somewhere and waiting only to return in hopes of my forgetting all the negative misfortunes and the inexcusableness
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