Meghalaya: cloud flounces in azure and fuchsia and silken white lacy scallops; well, that was Meghalaya when i was nine. flounces, i still know: that is me every time you turn glib and gab me into disgraceful flow like an … Continue reading
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Tagged azure, cloud, flounce, fuchsia, gajanan, hide, imagine, lace, meghalaya, ostrich, scallop, srtut, time, white
wait, water-drop, trace sand-grain-letters and name the infinitesima. the moment will pause and let you define her contours in soft-soil-strokes. flow as only you can. P.S: this is what made me write this one- http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=X20PrpbkjSc&feature=endscreen
Posted in beauty, define, nature, outdoors, poetry, time, water, yellow lens
Tagged contours, infinitesima, moment, nature, paint, pause, sand-grain-letter, soft soil, soft-soil-stroke, time, trace, water, water-drop
in that space of t.i.m.e when breath pauses before life begins anew there is naked hope and sometimes, smothered despair.
Posted in define, emotions, moods, poetry, time
Tagged begin anew, despair, hope, life, new, pause, space, time
a spill, a splotch: a pitcher of tears overturned on that chequered table-cloth drenching the threads of time and mouldy thyme, only to flow on, unbidden, unbridled.
Posted in define, emotions, moods, time, water
Tagged drench, pitcher, spill, splotch, tear, time, unbidden
purl: do you feel the trickle, the ripple, the trick on the eye of motion? i’m standing still to feel it move and flow over- purl.
Posted in beauty, outdoors, poetry, shape, time, water
Tagged motion, purl, relative, still, time, trick, trick on the eye
it all started with time, when it paused and let us seep into the other, leave an imprint, an autographed night-grunt; heave and gasp, moan and musk- y odour of lust and limbs, greasy and guiltless . why do i now … Continue reading
Posted in colours, emotions, poetry, relationships, time, trifecta, woman
Tagged apology, blue eyes, boojum, boojum's embrace, bruise, change, child, cold blue reproach, daughter, guilt, intrude, largess, lie, lust, memory, old, second hand memory, stray, swipes, time, wish, yellow
It wasn’t the first time but she couldn’t say it hurt less now. Those spaces in time when red took over and colored itself in welts on her son’s tender skin. His whimpers hurt her. Every single time. Wrote this … Continue reading
Posted in colours, define, emotions, leave marks on skin, moods, relationships, short short story, snip-snippet, time, trifecta
Tagged abuse, abuse a child, anger, beat, child, compassion, confused, hurt, lose control, love, pain, red, regret, restraint, sad, self-control, slap, son, space, temper, tender skin, time, welt, welts, whimper, whimpers, word story