Lost Luxury

Newspapers take peoples’ tragedies and force the world to experience all of it.― Rebecca McNutt, Listen is Silent, or The Usurer Centuries older were youWho reduced everyone to an ignorant child.As the sun rose everyday,At my doorstep you arrivedWith fresh tidings ofNovel ideas and events,Of deaths and horrifying stories. Man’s truest chronicler were youWho told stories the…

This Brown Skin

I see the way you look at me, With pity in your eyes, I see the hatred in your gaze- But this brown skin, it’s a prize. I feel the disgust you throw my way, It’s really hard to miss… But this brown skin, it is evidence-Of the Sun’s loving kiss. I will still go…

Peer Pressure

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The Pen’s Lament

Words make you think. Music makes you feel. A song makes you feel a thought.― Yip Harburg With every word I pen down, I see how your innate melody distorts them to fall in line with the tune you were born with. In all its splendour and glory, I see your music seeping into the hearts…

A Porcelain Story

Take a seat and watchAs the rich, burgundy curtains are drawn. On the dais is seatedAn ivory, porcelain cup. As the light dims and time warps,The past comes by, to whisk you along. * * * * “She was a lonely porcelain,On a faraway shelf, did she spend her youth. Love at first sight is…

Spectators

“The subtle and deadly change of heart that might occur in you would be involved with the realization that a civilization is not destroyed by wicked people; it is not necessary that people be wicked but only that they be spineless.”― James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time It’s a little past 8 and the night is dark…

The Puppet Heart

Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.― Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches He found her on the roadside, many thoughts ago. Like a flower frozen in spring was she, with blond ringlets and stark blue eyes….

Home

One never reaches home,’ she said. ‘But where paths that have an affinity for each other intersect, the whole world looks like home, for a time.― Hermann Hesse, Demian: Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend Where the skies rain beauty,Where the trees shed joyAnd man bleeds greed,Peace, we await your return. Where destiny’s hopesAre written in the…

One Poem Coming Right Up!

Once, poets were magicians. Poets were strong, stronger than warriors or kings — stronger than old hapless gods. And they will be strong once again.― Greg Bear I started writing poetry around the end of 2017. At first, they were really long and told a story and were very personal. To me, it was merely a…

Closure

Nothing changes until people decide to do the things they must, in order to bring about peace.― Shannon L. Alder Sometimes the harder one holds on, the more they realise why they should let go. The day is young and we trudge along the numerous alleyways and by-lanes, all packed with fables of days bygone. Just…