You turn and a realization dawns
Most of the time eyes think They see and only then you think But thoughts can paint Whatever they want And eyes just believe and reflect. The face isn’t a canvas But a mixing plate Where colours are the bosses Strutting around imperiously Effectively concealing Their uncertainties. Everything, including twitches Blinks, jerks, and impassive facades...
Doors are the best story tellers
Doors are the best story tellers “Open me, shut me up Enter or appear at will Paint me, colour me, clean me Or leave me to rust and sulk Sometimes even kick me awake I’m not a door.” She quietly read the last words In the book she didn’t quite enjoy reading So didn’t mind...
The world doesn’t need a woman anymore
Our world is becoming inclusive and gender sensitivity is at a new high. Isn’t it time then for words to step forward and embrace this kind of change that is sweeping us all or for us all to get together and give a few of these wicked words a new world? A recent article that...
Man, Woman, and Poetry!
There is an intrinsic spiritual connection between a man, woman, and poetry. I came across a few quotes trying to crack the mystery that woman is and some wanting to dive deeper into the man-woman relationship. To my surprise I found they held in their folds some spicy, tangy, and zingy lessons for men as...
