Poems Archive for General:

covetousness

rested mind
gets paused
then arrested
by
expressed
just
read
..
mulling
over…
in wordy
sips
mind
trips
circuitry

going off tangents
fusses
over bare
wrists
wrested
of several
timepieces

..
their loss
is not what I
dwell upon but time
theyd’ve told
kissing my
pulsating veins
highly pressurized

..
there’s
much
to show
tell
perhaps
another
time
..
this playful
playacting
mind of mine
listens
to no one
especially me
so be it

Juggle, struggle

how should I juggle words
today ? maybe roll in mouth
as a cough drop to soothe throat
drizzle honey on tongue
for reduction of it’s
naughty acerbity
why do norms bore
me to death
I continue defying rules set
as only cracking
breaking ..thumbing
nose would
test
viabilities
..
meanwhile
Zen me
impales
with it’s
impassivity
as if it were
indulging
my childish
proclivities
..
viva life’s
dichotomies
dualities
as I
mindfully
stay tied
to
one
who
yanks
my strings
lovingly
..
why can’t I have two ice=creams ?

words, pictures

words and pictures
jitterbug
with emotional
nuances daintily
unlike a kitty
pawing ball
of twine
..
heavy in form
notwithstanding
mind has learnt
art of quietude
akin to a pet dog
eating cookies
surreptitiously
..
lung power is not
what it once was
youngest child
lustily shouting
chasing indifferent
older stand-offish
siblings
..
nieces say
I look like
their mother
Strangers
smile at me
for no reason
..
I see dad
In me
and sigh
Missing him so…
as I eagerly search
mom in my features
..
And I find I am like
her in every which way
except
in looks
And maybe that’s
the reason
..
I
continue
To quietly smile
broadly
usually ..as in
always
~

memory’s sun

they’d
promised
…..my
memory’s sun
would never set
deftly dispensing
measured
panaceas… steps

gullibility intact
I gingerly move head
in yogic motions
waiting for swarms
of memories to Houdini
all synapses
firing
concurrently

fingers crossed
limpid eyes …uncrossed
I daily await
personal revelations
enchanting treasure maps
haloing head….secretly
fearing….am I in fact waiting
for Godot ..having been had…

Painting: Misty Morning by Alfred Sisley

 

ancient cities

Feet
veer
involuntarily
towards ancient
cities, sites
…other beginnings
with wind driven
dust ….stirring….
~
Mind
feeling tremulous
awakenings
In snatches
of faint
remembrances
and I find myself
splitting into multitudes
~
heeding
ghostly beckoning
get drawn pell mell
by heavily lined
eyes
enfolding
in velvety swirls
of endless mazes

nostrils
pleasurably
crinkle
inhaling
attar and
incense wafting
tantalizingly
in winding souks
..
in
accompaniment
of soft laughter
followed by tiny
tinkling feet
encased
in silver
anklets
mesmerizingly
drawing
..

image of Marrakech Morocco souk is from google

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