Masquerades

~1.1~ Welcoming are the faces, Painted black and white, Eyes full of sorrow, Lips spread in delight. ~1.2~ Empty eye sockets, China-white skin, A deep full smile, Concealing chagrin. ~1.3~ “Peel off the layers,” I was there to ask, Just a frame work of bones: Her face without a mask. ~1.4~ Wide awake in awe,…

Our very hefty Christmas dinner

Isn’t Christmas just a wonderful time of the year? The air is heavy with the celebration, the joy, the aroma of wonderful dinner. Ah! It’s just a day past Christmas, and I can’t wait for the next one to arrive. From a very recent conversation with a fellow blogger, I got this wonderful line, “Christmas…

Bouncing back

They just go on laughing at youUsing their little lies,And then enjoy the moments whenWater gushes down your eyes. They tell you that you aren’t goodYou say, “Yes, I am not,”They make you lie to yourself thenWhile they just lie a lot. When you think you’re beautifulThey tell you that you’re wrong,And everyday a mirror…

Cosmic dust- an ekphrasis

Touch thisDark melancholy,With those paleFingertips.Whisper the wordsOf silence,With yourSanguine ruby lips. Bring colourTo the darkness,Greens, yellows,Reds and strands.Touch this voidOf vacuum,With yourGentle, healing hands. And in your eyesHold the stars,But, there’s no needTo rehearse.Let’s fall and riseLike cosmic dust,Cause we’re the universe.

From a mannequin

My hands: put them back,Where they always used to be,Bend me in my waist, rest myEyes over at thee. Wrap me in your merchandise,Put me by the door,Staring at the desolate,I beseech, entreat, implore. Lift chin with your hands bare,Keep my poise at rest,Move my body, tear me down,And leave me to protest. Detach me…