The good, the bad, the me – an Ekphrasis

I was an angel once, Soft wings. Blue eyes. Knee- deep in thought. Next, I was Lucifer, Hideous. Robust. Knee- deep in thought. Times changed. Stars twinkled. I was a mere someone, Knee- deep in thought. I’m not an angel now, Not dulcent. Not calm. I also am not him, Not reckless. Not dark. For…

The weavers

Spools of threads hanging low, scattered away like anxious crows. Vivid and different away from all ties, seemingly unique but a garden variety for eyes. But there are eyes that see what no others can view, and they are with everyone but found by such few. The eyes that saw these threads away, just gaped…

The storm

DUSK: The river meets the sea freshwater meets salt, they flow into each other and the scene’s at halt. Mist hangs overhead the visibility’s low, I’m over water and I row, row, row. 10:00 am: The sun has now risen and perforated the fog, in this labyrinth of archipelagos I am but a frog. 11:00…

Miscellaneous

GREEN Green fires within, bore toxic greens he was to be dead like helpless kings and queens. Out of my way this is what envy can do until someone said ‘‘Green stands for rebirth too !’ DISTORTED Shattered glass: broken and at rest rest for forever for being honest!. WEEPING SUN Warmest of tears rolling…

Realm of oblivion

Impeccable is the stillness in the water ahead the waveless and glassy crystalline bed. Yet it wants ripples and splashes and something to float someone’s weight to cause an inward bloat. And here’s where I hop in the scene to explore the depths of things unseen. What lies ahead is beauty at its peak and…