Monday, May 22, 2017


Word your way out
for in today's  times
it is the only confidante
who cares less about
your profile updates or selfies
it is your soul partner who knows
too well when you  try camouflage  things
   verb your thoughts on
as it is your only cushioned pillow
where you can hide away your tears
and reflects your true self like a mirror
    verse every feeling you need to share
coz probably  where faces have stopped looking  at you,
eyes have lost contact
ears are fine tuned
digital screens have become the epicenter
you will continue to smile even in forlorn moments  being  in the august company of ink.

A spark

'Move out of your comfort  zone
you idiot',he told me
I gasped and nodded.
'you need to actually do it;
you cannot for wait for people or things to work your way'
he remarked firmly .
I just got up and hugged him
and replied -ok this is the beginning !


I can never forget the nightmares I lived in my old house since that afternoon
When I was gorging happily on my food
My mum meanwhile gathered few clothes to wash,
soon drenched was her own Kurti in a dramatic splash
I went in the kitchen in a hurry to keep in my plate,
Cleaning in as my Mum walked past me to tell me about something of late
Sitting on the sofa  I just rested for a while grabbing some book  old                                                      
As I requested her to change or she would catch a cold.
She breezed past me as the curtains curled by                
Whilst for a second I wondered why the collar portion of her kurti had changed its colour but just sighed.
And then my eyes again wavered to the disgusting colour admist the patterns of green
I stepped ahead to see a big lizard stuck nicely to her with glee
I shivered,panicked and screamed
My mum who is not afraid of them was scared with now loud cries as I jumped on the sofa like zombie
Amongst my choked sobs I told her about that dreaded slimy
Whereas she just coaxed me to help get the sticky nerd off, blimey!
I was sobbing as I could hear my  concerned neighbour knocking at our door
Calling out to us not knowing what was in store
My mum grabbed a broom and flung the lizard off her dress
And I almost had a heart attack as the lizard fell down tailess
Landing right under the  sofa it slithered to the end
Slowly dying as I was still screaming my lungs out to my mum's disdain
From then till about a month I never went even close to the sofa
Though I knew it was gone, I still had cold feet even looking at it from afar.
It did become one of awfully humorous memory for others soon
The sofa became the luxury of my sister as she would smile while I would sit miles away like a moon
   P.S. Few years later,  a  little lizzy had tumbled from the ceiling on my head....Imagine my plight!!!

Hard to express

I spill it over
As weak hands tremble
Together with a faint heart
that has started counting
~revelation-hard to express


Probably very soon
I will
I want to
end this madness
with a sharp dagger
ignoring the bluish veins
and shadowed clenched teeth
the stirring screams
and looming darkness above
before it drowns the faint hopes

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

What purpose do we serve

what purpose do I serve
by eating off the wedges of many hearts
living in a self centered life
oscillating my thoughts
to a world of my own
where there is no place for sharing or giving
but expecting immediate returns
where I am the Alpha
seething in anger and jealousy
whilst still dumb enough
to expect to be considered  wise

Chord of life

Wearing a striped shirt
She draws parallel to live anew
With pink hues that blush on her cheeks
As looks forward to meet her dear one who stands parallel across the platform


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