A Problem to Every Solution

‘Solution’ when it means; to solveNeeds to go obsolete.Wasn’t language meant to beA means to communicate,To explain and articulate,Whatever it is that we feel? We kept on inventingWords over wordsIn the pursuit of sayingWhat this aching heart feltAnd what the senses sensed,Or the thoughts so clear,You could see right through themOr the hazy dream now…

Would you Believe You?

Would you believe You If You told youThat You were happy. If You walked up to you one day,Like you toddle up to a friend or a stranger And said straight to your face: I am happy I am satisfied I have passionsAnd desires Would you believe that?You telling youThat the boy You lovesTruly cares…

How to Trust?

Image He, the love of my life,Said to me the other night,‘You do find other men attractive, right?’ ‘Like you might desire other women?’I asked a question in return.‘Yes,’ he smiled, ‘we all have our demons.’ But I told him no and he was baffled.Was something wrong with me?My feathers were ruffled. I pondered and…

Betrayal of the Betrayed

Some days, the life stands at a still. The sun slowly melts into the coldness of night. One scene shifts into another and nothing happens. You were melancholic at point A and you stay that at point B. You just keep looking at the time changing --- indifferent to its passage. It can start moving…

A Price to Pay

Note: SPOILER ALERT for The Stranger, Slaughterhouse-Five, Rumplestiltskin and The Bell Jar You see a flawed system for so long you become comfortable with it. You accept the life you are given. You even stop pointing out what is wrong and unjust. You lose hope. You borrow Vonnegut’s philosophy of, ‘so it goes’ and respond…

Some Days are Just Dark

And it keeps coming back to it This unfathomable darkness inside It keeps surfacing, time and again Nothing is right, we are all insane. Who can be happy ever? Not someone with a brain! Any reality thrown your way Take it but with a salt's grain Why can't we just freeze in a moment And…

Big Deal!

Washing dresses, and cooking some meals. I should be all homely. but I wasn’t. Big deal! I was out somewhere Having the time of my life. Supposedly. but I wasn’t. Big deal! I and this guy started off as friends we remained friends. Until I was not. Big deal! Always there for me. He proposed,…

The Final Conquest

Perched on my favorite rocking chair in the wooden porch of my small house, I was swaying back and forth. A backward stroke of the chair, and dark shadows engulfed my charcoal skin. The magic of physical laws brought it back to its initial position and sparkling sunshine made my face glisten. Darkness after light……

In Context

“A woman of exceptional beauty in a room full of prospective grooms, interested not in even one of them only falls short in terms of suspicion to a handsome bachelor, with a large income and handsome disposition yet who was not pursued by a string of women”