I live in words
today my world feels glum and in its silent roads I hear the cries of unheard souls cursing I fear this strange silence will swallow me alive I want to forget, I try but in vain I see this reckless world fill with hatred and angst a smug glee to see suffering in life I … Read moreSilent, yet not…
rain drops soothing colorless like my new born dreams in the horizon past the clouds but their shadows dance on my hand hungry and free Shared with d’Verse Poets (Open Link Night), and Imaginary Garden With Real Toads (Open Link Monday). Photography by my friend Antara. (June 18th, 2013)
if life felt lost all hopes gone and each dream afar do we just throw in the towel? and live with regrets that each dream seen was sour grapes (’12. feb 05.) / (OSI)
first dream I lost on a fib I had told myself in frustration of new failures I saw a new path on a hope but Time moved on now Time presents new chances to chase it again but new reveries I now have what to go after? outcast or priceless new ones (’12. jan 24.) … Read moreTwo dreams…
Photography by Kirti words like sunlight come dancing through thoughtless branches their echoes shelter my soul (’12. jan 17.)
Photography by Antara like a lone pearl on velvet dew drop of my soul borne of sapid melancholy it waits for mornings still like night in moon’s last light OSI #197 – Sapid © (05/12/2011)