There was an indisputable truth to the fact he was an idiot. He could’ve denied it, couldn’t we all, but it would’ve availed him nothing. Some truths were irreconcilable and his was one. The man looked, acted and dressed the fool, thus was. That man in the mirror. That me.
We all wear a mask. We have only to decide What kind, and how dark.
Every snowflake’s different Unique in frozen mould And like the hearts within us Too delicate to hold. So beware the steamy season When passions run so high, As little hearts may burn up And that would make us cry. To get a temperate balance We move to cove or bay Where snowflakes often wander But […]
Quick explanation: I wrote this after a late night discussion with a fellow writer the wonderful Himani Rawat Nayal. She was worried India was losing its soul and identity in the modern world. She allowed me to publish my poem that her words inspired. Indian Ocean Warmer than here Yet unhappy you sit Sri Lanka […]
Oh, crimson spectre of hate I will not succumb to your nightmares I am stronger now No bloodshot eye, no taloned grip No nightly evil shall attack me Unravel before one who knows you Disseminate into the evil whence you came For you are not welcome I do not need you to hunt me in […]
Cornelius was a polite little boy He loved his parents with all his heart Visited his grandparents every day Cared for his pet Jack Russell as though it was human He was even good at school His teachers raved about how well he did What a helpful schoolboy he was How they wished every child […]
I’m fading in sections A piece at a time I think that it started When you said you’d be mine I lost myself slowly Merging to you The old me’s departed Replaced be a new Identity stolen No place for free will I’m gradually unreeling As I climb up this hill I’m beginning to falter […]