Dark Side

digressed days
dumped desires
relinquished souls

lost letters
unspoken words
unexpressed emotions

There's a flood in mind
that is now a hostage of
all those hidden haunting vaults.

Winter Solstice

Dusk cocoons the day as
sparkling stars speckle. 
Solstice sky rains
snugly fractal kisses.

Velvet white veils 
cozy quilts on ground. 
Snowmen smile at
boisterous beasts.

One Last Time!

There was an owl, and a mail sometime later, with a prompt to get home soon. It was once home, and will always be. But barely did it strike then that your voice nor my name will ever be heard thereon. The why was never answered and it’ll remain so.

A new star studded to the dark sky. It began to burn fiercely with that fuel of the pain it left behind on the earth. It is still as bright as the first day even after years, as if the fuel never depleted and is far from running out.

Not a Death!

 

——– Maternal Mortality ——–

With her death, began his life!

——– Tribute ——–

Died for her after her life!

Disappearance

“I thought you’d leave me, forever”.

As a new norm, they communicate and discuss their deeply troubling issues in the relationship to strengthen the bond. But, this was totally unexpected. It’s not even a thought that has crossed the poor mind or that could even be imagined!

“After a little fight, your figure disappearing at the end of the street still remains inked in my mind. I hadn’t expected you to leave me then, that too locking me in.”

“I don’t even remember the incident. Which day are you talking about? Is it not a usual thing to lock you in when I go out temporarily so as to not disturb your task?”

Fall

The water falls
With the fallen leaves
Which make no sound
As the season spells fall.

They flow together
As the stream flows
To sink in the bed of beauty 
Steered by the scream of streams.

As autumn (season of fall) arrives in one’s life, at times, they (leaves) surrender to the closest cascade (waterfall) silently with no choice, even after which the unfulfilled memories follow the time’s (stream’s) flow to the bed (death) at the end of one’s beautiful life that would have been lived with the desired content and joy (screams).

Credits & Footnote

Featured Image:
Photo from Simon Berger on Unsplash.

Utmost Feelings – Anthology

I’m ecstatically happy to share with you the news that an anthology that I’m a part of, “Utmost Feelings” with the theme ‘Love’, has been released.

It’s been exactly a month today since the launch (29th June 2021). But, I wanted to share this news only after I received a paperback copy. The delivery was a mess, unfortunately, and I got my copy only a couple of days ago and hence the delay in the announcement.

Attached with bittersweet memories, this book will always remain special. Astha, the girl who initiated the process of compiling this book is no more with us. Today marks the end of three months since her demise. But still, the legacy of her dream lingers in each word that the book holds. I heartily appreciate the efforts of True Dreamster, the publisher, who took Astha’s wish forward and presented this bouquet of love to her family as a tribute.

I extend my heartfelt gratitude to every person who’s a part of this wonderful project and all supporters.

Co-authors from WordPress

• Writing feels good – Astha  
• Caring for Art – Kumar Harsh  
• Crazy Nerds – Anisha  
• Develop.Inspire.Transform – Jeff Flesch  
• Heartlight Poetry – Sacha  
• Intangible Mysteries of Soul – Sowjanya 
• Let’s read our words – Roshni 
• Navin’s Poetry – Navin Manik
• Offshore Writings – Preetha David & Samuel Lawrentz 
• Oishmortal – Oishwaria 
• Proxy Words – Ashish 
• Spiritual Fantasia – Linda Jessica Wang 
• Tacit Verses – Tanushree 
• The Glittering Soul – Diana Menezes 
• Unique Times – Cindy

Co-authors outside WordPress

• Ashutosh Joshi
• Debashreeta Nanda
• Hiba Lakshmi Mohan
• Irtiqa Noor Ansari
• Neelam Gupta
• Parvatha Varthini
• Radhika G
• Rudrali J Gor
• Sandeep Chouksay
• Sandra Prasanth
• Shruti Kumari

Purchase Links:

Paperback:

Amazon IN | Shopclues | Amazon US | Amazon CA | Amazon AE | Amazon UK | Amazon DE | Amazon FR | Amazon ES | Amazon IT | Amazon JP

E-book:

Amazon Kindle | Kobo Books | Google Books | Google Play Store | Barnes & Noble | Payhip

Credits

Image designed by True Dreamster .

Unforgotten

Unexpected twist of fate rolled out
Unfurling unfortunate circumstances.
Untold words and
Unexpressed feelings remain
Unopened not just in one but two hearts.

Unclear and unsure, they fork with
Unblemished flashes of tender memories.
Unkind, is how it all feels when
Unlikely evocations stay rooted, leaving an
Ungrown persona of one tendril heart within the other.

Credits & Footnote

A late submission, in response to ‘Eugi’s Weekly Prompt’ – Unforgotten.

Featured Image:
Photo from Beate Bachmann from Pixabay.

Waves

herald sends love notes

enamored of collisions

ocean kisses land

This haiku has a pivot element (linguistic device – Apo-Koinou), meaning the first two lines can be read together as well as the last two.

Credits & Footnote

Inspired by Ronovan’s Haiku Prompt Words – Note and Send.

Featured Image:
Photo by Leio McLaren on Unsplash.

Her Nest!

A flash of numerous pictures sequenced. Memories flooded together with sudden twitches. Burdening past, haunting bruises, and overpowering sorrow!

She built a nest inside her. Adorning it with all her jewels, overcoming the restless urges that brought forth the broken episodes of her life, she somehow got

Into The Unknown

She has only seen people miss things they’ve lost. She wonders if at all it is normal to miss something she has never known.

There are thoughts she cannot avoid. There are feelings she cannot deny. Imagining the thrills of the unknowns, she gets goosebumps.

Telepathy

This is a free verse, each line framed with six words, depicting the emotional connection between two persons in love. A six-word story is quoted at the end of the verse.

Hearing one's thoughts isn't a curse.

At sight, or out of sight...

Balloon

This is a free verse, each line framed with six words, comparing balloons with human lives. A six-word story is quoted at the end.

We are balloons filled with emotions, 
Attached to strings yet flying freely!

Unable to hold on, we lift. 
Hoping to let go, we fly.

Father Flops

A father is a loser, who loses…

his wife to a child.
his child to a mother.

Unwritten Journal

Silent night; starry sky; special playlist.

The list starts playing. Its unleashing potential is beyond what words can comprehend. As each song plays and the list moves forward, so does one’s emotional state.

Each song holds a chain of some forgotten or buried memories and engulfs the listener with those carefree days with friends, unforgettable sentimental farewell, innocent self, long-forgotten pain, the warmth of family, long-lost love, celebrations, and many others.

When sea misses land…

He laid awake and said the name into the night.

“Do I really miss her?”, asked his mind. He couldn’t deny. Everything in his line of sight reminded him of her today.

The rising moon,
her glowing face!

The gleaming waters,
the expanse of her love!

The rushing waves that have nowhere to go,
her habit of lingering around in his presence!

Camera #Origami

“You run the slideshow of your favourite photographs on the computer.

You forget the world on seeing you together with that special one, just like the time it was taken when you had lost yourself in her eyes.

I shut my eyes to pause the world, and when I open them back, the lost moments come alive.

Worn Out

It’s been fifty years since our first house-warming, and it’s our first visit since the last twenty years.

These steps that I considered as nature’s gift to our house, have worn out unable to bear the weights of memories and repetitive human actions over time.

Photo for the prompt (from scvincent.com)

The flattened knob of the blue main door at the inside, remind my kids’ fast entry into the home from school, hitting it hard on the wall. The cushions on the old bamboo sofa look like flatbread slices filled with dust.

The rug at the entrance, when moved, portrays its duty of

Money – Six Word Stories #14

Here are my six-word stories on ‘money’ – a few collective stories, and a few individual ones.

——– Terminology ——–

Money’s just another socially developed concept.

The most common medium of exchange!

Cryptocurrency… digital commodity used as cash.

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——– Pandemic & Digital Life ——–

Pandemic’s yet another trouble… Coin shortage! 

Time – Six Word Stories #13

Here are my six-word stories on ‘time’ – a few collective stories, and a few individual ones.

——– School ——–

Sand clock, once entertained, now betrays.

He’s running around to avoid deadlines.

Clock ticks faster during morning rush.

Same appears slow in bored benches.