Category: Poetry

  • Impurrfect Love

    The long-winding steps to Mount Olympus were a punishment in themselves. I trudged over the fat-burning-travesty to ‘meet’ Zeus while lugging my bow and quiver of arrows. Praise Be To Zeus, no one met Zeus. When he summoned you, you appeared. Though in my case, I was there so he could chew my hide. Finally,…

  • Unshed Love.

    I’ve said all I had to sayLetting nothing come in my wayMy words, they bared my soulTill I was hung from a poleScared to speak them, even If I triedMy fear, it held me captive inside. Scared my words may ricochet in airReturn home, on an empty prayerUnread, unwanted, a rejected pile          An unopened token of…

  • Lines of remorse.

    I place my hand on the book of my regretsHesitant to flip the page overTo bring to life, that lay in their grave, under the dusty layerWith what’s left of it, just bones, all over Do I want to resurrect, what has caused me so much pain?Do I want to resurrect, what can still cause…

  • Reflections.

    Everybody is changing And I can’t understand why The normal faces I knew are morphing Into the ones, strangers wear Am I still living in my reality? Or am I in someone else’s dream? When I turn towards you Craving and seeking comfort Why do I find someone else In the place, you once roamed?…

  • Cobwebs in the light.

    Who are youWho resides in the cobwebs of my dreams?To surface when the eyelids meet,Who weaves the lore in my mind,Flawless and resplendent ones,How is that every story you weaveHas a happy end, a positive feel? When I try to recreate them in my mind,The eyes, open as they are,Strive to touch upon the same…

  • Take Two.

    When I am gone and dusted offBlown my last kiss to youWaved my final goodbyeCry for meHeck, weep for me, my love. Long shuddering sobs, shattering the heartMourn the loss of usMourn the loss of what we wereBut when the tears peter out, and they will, my dearThen cry no more. For what is gone,…

  • An ‘ode’ to La Khopdiya.

    On days my brain refuses to hum. It stares into spaceAn unfeeling unmoving organHow does it evoke such feelingsWhen it has none. When I want to rememberIt plays hide-n-seekNever giving up its positionNever failing. People blame the heartFor its heartless actsBut I say it’s the brainWho is the villian-est of them all. Sulky, sullen, it…