Lighting bugs flickered from leaf to leaf. The dying fire crackled sending forth jaded wisps of smoke. Monk lay on his old blanket that smelt of egg sandwiches, staring into the cobalt blue sky, trying to catch stars with his mind’s eye. Unclear thoughts kept distracting him. He shook his head from side to side, to clear his brain and ...
Lighting bugs flickered from leaf to leaf. The dying fire crackled sending forth jaded wisps of smoke. Monk lay on his old blanket that smelt of egg sandwiches, staring into the cobalt blue sky, trying to catch stars with his mind’s eye. Unclear thoughts kept distracting him. He shook his head from side to side, to clear his brain and ...
The pirate asked the captain Would you stop shams? To survive on clams Priced from a rock Set in the vast sea? Would you embark On a shipping spree To thwart guilt by saving a shark? Would you forgo a drink Of the most expensive wine To dance with gods On a woodland brink On a serene night The Captain cocked his unibrow!
The pirate asked the captain Would you stop shams? To survive on clams Priced from a rock Set in the vast sea? Would you embark On a shipping spree To thwart guilt by saving a shark? Would you forgo a drink Of the most expensive wine To dance with gods On a woodland brink On a serene night The Captain cocked his unibrow!
On a clear day when the fickle mist lifts, you may catch a glimpse of the true face of the mountain. There will be countless green trees, heavy, moss covered rocks, tiny creatures and mounds and mounds of dirt. And if you are absolutely noiseless, you may hear even the gentlest rustle created by wind and manifested through things substantial ...
On a clear day when the fickle mist lifts, you may catch a glimpse of the true face of the mountain. There will be countless green trees, heavy, moss covered rocks, tiny creatures and mounds and mounds of dirt. And if you are absolutely noiseless, you may hear even the gentlest rustle created by wind and manifested through things substantial ...
The tea-cup rattled in its saucer, spilling a splash of dirty brown liquid on to pristine pink and white. “That is undrinkable. You know how I hate a mess” screeched Jay. His wife’s expression remained passive as she removed the offending cup from the window sill and took mincing steps towards her kitchen. (She heard the familiar low growl coming ...
The tea-cup rattled in its saucer, spilling a splash of dirty brown liquid on to pristine pink and white. “That is undrinkable. You know how I hate a mess” screeched Jay. His wife’s expression remained passive as she removed the offending cup from the window sill and took mincing steps towards her kitchen. (She heard the familiar low growl coming ...
Life is a strange abiding A place to live, grow and thrive (And aspire for dispassion) A glimpse of victory A glimpse of failure A drought wrought in a dust cloud Followed by a rain soaked breeze
Life is a strange abiding A place to live, grow and thrive (And aspire for dispassion) A glimpse of victory A glimpse of failure A drought wrought in a dust cloud Followed by a rain soaked breeze
It was a dark evening and rain had ceased just a moment ago, when a grey star disturbed a little kitten’s contemplation of the road in front of her. The grey star fell on the little kitten’s beige back. Annoyed at being rudely disturbed, she shook herself and meowed. The star fell onto the concrete slab beneath the kitten’s stack ...
It was a dark evening and rain had ceased just a moment ago, when a grey star disturbed a little kitten’s contemplation of the road in front of her. The grey star fell on the little kitten’s beige back. Annoyed at being rudely disturbed, she shook herself and meowed. The star fell onto the concrete slab beneath the kitten’s stack ...
I wait to see you with bated breath And a head full of dreams Dancing amongst the clouds As I go about my day’s work A sudden heart wrench (a happy one albeit) Stops me in mid motion You the eternal, elusive desire Lies seemingly within my reach But you never come Not really Ever And I return to my Not so dull existence A little heart broken A little wiser And a little Richer
The bird flew in from the vast blue haze He spotted a Bonsai in a pot or a vase (He couldn’t quite tell) He perched on the edge and wept bitter tears For the sad fate of the Bonsai in a vase “You poor thing,” the bird said “In your prison with no fun to be had” “Always, cramped in ...
Liann grabbed a mangrove to stop herself from falling flat onto the muddy sand as she stepped out of her boat. She felt relief flood over her whole body as her two feet sank into the sandy coolness, her headache began to ease and her eyes began to adjust to the shade after hours of exposure to bright sunlight. She ...
Hope waited deep inside the box That Zeus gave to Pandora Scheming with all its might Suffused with seductive charm It waited It tried once Twice and then thrice And on the fourth Try It won the game of wills Seduced and blind She opened the box Letting Hope escape With a grin and a half Hope let its children ...
There once was a spirit who carried a heavy bucket Filled to the brim with gems of sorts One by one she picked out the gems They shone bright in the spirit’s gaze Held each one with tender care Savoured the warmth and the brightness rare With each chime of the clocks of the world The gem in hand ...
My friend the misogynist Holds meetings in his head Bashing the women in red For being feminists Heeee should go soak up the sun Stop telling everyone to be Assholes…. I wrote these lines following a chaotic meeting inside my own head. The words are passive aggressive and offensive, I admit. I am no better than ‘my friend the misogynist’ ...
They lived in paradise, where swirls of creamy clouds tinged with rose sought each other out in a backdrop of pale bluegreen and where witches made fragrant concoctions of spices to fill the days. Their skies were blue, foliage abundant, food delicious and the weather was just right. Their beloved or otherwise land was full ofspice trees, shrubs, vines and ...
