An exposition of the Known and an exploration of the Unknown, in the form of poems, essays, borrowed words, fiction and photos
A voice I heard across the room for common Convivial cacophonous conversation: A deep boomy wave, rolling rumbling at Home in my inner monologues as though It had belonged to me all along. The vibrations of recognition so Subtle and mysterious that I had To lift my eyes from my text of intellect And turn right... Continue Reading →
The depth of the matter is this: home is Where I decide it is; where my head rests; Where charades is just a game for parties; Where the stillness of earth can still be moving; Where tears are not foreign and laughter is Recognised. The truth of the matter is, I am finally at home... Continue Reading →
The Garden City of Karnataka I will arise and go now, and go to Bangalore, And a small lodging build there, of mortar and brick made; A terrace of flowers, jasmine champa magnolia, I will peacefully tend all day. I shall calmly watch sun set, for watching makes me breathe slow, Breathing minty moments of... Continue Reading →
29 January 2015 2:19 AM Dear Void Are you able to sleep? I am not. I am here and awake and about ready to have an epiphany that I know will not come. Words are coming out as though they are the impatient commuters on the Swiss SBB CFF FFS rails; they have to get... Continue Reading →
Thank you to everyone who has ever nominated me for anything. I appreciate it but this is going to be my last acceptance since it takes a LOT of time to make these posts. In case anyone ever feels like giving me another award please don't desist and I will accept it on an honorary basis.... Continue Reading →
This year has started off with me being nominated by some exceptional bloggers for some wonderful awards. Although I am usually very uncomfortable when praised I would be completely amiss if I didn’t say I am very grateful. You have hundreds if not thousands of blogs that you follow. You read, like and discuss many... Continue Reading →
Black and glossy dollop of sin Frozen explosion of sticky tar Red ominous assassin marking: Hourglass - Timing every kill on your venter. You lie still waiting suspended Within your tangled web of deceit Sensing movements unintended Waving - A deadly acrobat on eight feet. Stronger than steel your silken fibre Your resolve persists stronger... Continue Reading →
January 01, 2015 had just started. Sam [suddenly excited]: Honey, it's been 7 years! We have seen 7 New Years together! What do you think about that? Mr. Pink [still staring intently at the television]: 7 years? It's not even a millisecond in Universe's time. It's one-thirteen of the expected lifespan of a Swiss baby born today. But... Continue Reading →
Type transformed into tenable tones Simulates sounds of intentions unknown A co-ordinated sensory effort to catapult The mind out of the orbit of reason Out of season out of reach Out every experience just to Land securely but shaken Demurely but unmistaken-ly Inside the land of poetry That dreams and talks and rhymes Unashamedly; that walks... Continue Reading →
Another Voice 