the air hisses and crackles

my anger pours forth venomleaves behind havocpath is tarnished with acerbic wordsflames are visible far awaythe air hisses and crackles
“when rains douse the firethere is nothing but hard ground”

I dream in brown

muds sticks everywherethe walls, the floor,seeping through that doorI dream in brownshades of which keep changingdry to wet and back again
“I am planted in that soil-that earthy scent of youpleases me no end-nothing covert about it”

it hurt like a dead man’s calling

it hurt like a dead man’s callingwith all that silence between usI kept on inhaling cigarette smokeyou kept on staring beyond me
it hurt like a dead man’s calling
my feet tapped on the chipped floorhead was somewhere on the roofbut your stance did not change
it hurt like a dead man’s calling
I did see your eyes blinking [...]

timid embrace forces out dreary thoughts

looking at me with dreary eyesfear writ large all over her. she lay there timidly, FIERCELY I EMBRACED HERtimidly she returned itlargely the fear leaving herthe dreary look from her eyes gone
for such a small beingthin and emacipatedher hold on me was tightFIERCELY SHE EMBRACED MEtightly I held her closeemancipating thinnesscontained in her smallness
” litle [...]

two sides of the same coin

we all sat around that fire, silently watching it casting demonic shadows on usas it burned away the flesh and bonesand he was all but gone
on the other side of the walloblivious to our loss and painall were in celebratory mood(a wedding can never be anything less)
unwillingly I lost touch with my realitylending my ears [...]

changing orbits

the sky was so clearmy visage was mirrored in iteven in the darkI could see the azure shade of it
stars were sprinkled all overscattered yet some played truanthiding behind a fatter one;gathering at one place gossiping
watching the play of starsshading moon, vast emptinessI felt like a lost planetsearching for my own sun
at that moment [...]

For Chris: listen to me….

I write the following for Chris of Snippets From Spaceship Orion, who has had a stroke and is in the ICU. He is still in the woods and he needs all the love and support he can get from us. Please do visit his blog and leave your good vibes for him. No, I [...]

no pawns spared

it was mayhem out thereeach trying to best the otherwith black and white falling asidechequered to the lastboth stood alonethe white kingthe black queeneach preoccupiedin an efficient gamebloodshed had been sparedeach wanted to taste powerand rule over the other
“silent love treacherously asked both to optimize“
Do check out 3WW. The words for this week: efficient, [...]

two hearts

somehow you unravelled her from all she held with force of habit. enthralledshe awaits silently in anticipationof your next move. are her expectationsbeyond your control, to belong to her mind, heart and soul?
Go taste The American Sandwich
if only my heart a octahedron
you could have hidden in the cornersORGANIC MATTER OF OUR HEARTS
cornered in octahedron’s [...]

tangled mess

disembodied she stared at nothingrugged mountains loomed like giantsher designer suit looked like ragsnails chipped, filled with dirther tangled hair flying all over
frenzied she searched for a comb(a woman always thinks of her hair)finding none, she crumbled into herselfa hand found her shouldertrucker offered her his own one
dirty though it was, she pulled itthrough her [...]