On ageing

In my thoughts, in my head, in my journal. Here.   Win your battle before you come home to mine. Don’t remind me the trails of footsteps I face everyday. It’s not enough to live young, wild and free because I know of places that don’t bring me such experiences. Hold onto the existence, let…

A poem for self- millennial poetry

Remind me who takes it all at last, the cries, the shame, worries and joys in the past. These ones never heard of you, the whole, priceless yet worthy of a true. LOVE ME ALL THE TIME. I didn’t need you when I needed to pray, to wear my make-up, spray and slay. Who left…

Horning Hover

Picture from-UdayavaniEnglish.com Did you ever think? How it would be like to see them drown the painted philosopher’s dream. It came true within those circles. We love the puzzles, how the green leaves came to gold Is it like the teens of the 60’s? bows and blouses all sewn to fit merry and merrily he…