A magical wand weaving spells without a pause, Brings into the world something that there never was. What explains the wheel that happened to mankind, Set the world on the move, an idea one of its kind. Unknown concepts germinate in a mind that’s fertile, To operate our daily functions, easing our lifestyle. From cooking, commuting to communicating, Timing
» Read moreAdmire the invincible power you get to wield, Over one, sitting in a chilled chamber or toiling in the field. More we cater to your cravings, more your airs a la’ prima donna, From a humble Miss Muffet burgeoning into a Madonna. With equal elan keep us twisted around your fingers, Whetting our appetite as your ravenous pang lingers. Send
» Read moreJust a thought in passing Choosing words from the quiver of one’s calibre, But none making sense like undeciphered cipher. Stringing them to a staggering tongue without restrain, Harping on the same toxic refrain. Shooting them through automated lips, Unmindful of brazen lies escaping with mean quips. Acts of absurd theatre that one gets to witness,
» Read moreimage: google pics Bubble has always been a subject of curiosity, daintily airborne, rising gracefully! Donning a rainbow cape, the bubble rises higher, Clinging onto thin film, its dreams aspire. To reach the skies, its heart is set on fire, Stays buoyed up in the air by trapped in desire. Eyes looking
» Read moreImage: cook_bynature on Instagram by gomathi mohan All for the love of an icecream! Relishing one is sheer bliss.
» Read moreMarigold is perhaps the most widely and commonly used flower on practically all occasions in India, be it celebratory or solemn and sombre. Seeing them bloom in the balcony, spreading cheer and sunshine, pen took to writing this poem. AN ODE TO MARIGOLD Amongst many a flower of beauty, beckoning to behold, Floating placidly holding her own, in
» Read moreLyrics to a new song of mine. Will post the audio when I record it. Mostly based on snippets of comments from autistic children and adults I noted down over the years. Lines are centred so the shape of metaphoric bombs falling through their lives can be seen….
» Read moreA glance, perchance, into the not-too-distant-future. Civilizations since the dawn of time Thought they were forever Thought they were fine All of them have passed away None of them exists today, We think we are the epitome That we alone, yes, you and me Will survive for all of time Never to perish It’s a false dream we cherish
» Read moreThe mystic site of the Iron Age Fort of Twmbarlwm is north of Risca in South Wales but kids constantly set fire to the surrounding forests and hillsides and stoned the fire crews….
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