Prompt 10 (Personify an animal. Switch its trait.)   Life somehow drags on The colours have all gone The wind strings music grim The rain would not kiss him A flower’s simply a flower Not a dame in fading hour Moonbeams don’t wish him ‘night…

bird’s eye- view How insignificant these tiny things Depending on wheels, Or on metal wings. Moving along pre-set ways Unable to grasp, to understand The immensity of the sky. I ride an updraft, glide on high Spot with my stereoscopic eye A red car stopped…

The loss of hope in our current circumstance, is a direct reflection on our inability to trust that anything can move forward as normal. We have landed at a point where death is a commonality we are far too familiar with. We allow our lives…

  Oh what fun it would be A road trip across the country With loads of snacks of all kinds A playlist for the road Another for the nights A set of clothes A bag full of treats There’s so much we would carry, For…

Such tenderness in your touch As a dove can have Sheltering under her warm wings   Tenderness came to you with time Love is all everyone needs Feeling less all alone   Tenderness in the melancholy Knowing once you cared We built memories together  …

“Atop the snowy mountain peaks, The chilly wind rustles through my coat, As I embrace myself to keep warm; There lay a white world in front of me, Snowy peaks and fluffy clouds. The setting sun blinds my vision, As I look through the intense…

Not My People   These are not my people. But I want them to adopt me, alien child dropped into the Fundamentalist Christian Wild West. Glitch. Mistake. I instinctively knew about ethnicities other than Indians and White people. Bread that’s hard to roll into a…

Voiceless words show compassion Stillness fills the air Nothing is needed Just be there

They say “an African never reads” [so hide knowledge in a book]”…darken the path, put out the light. Then watch how the turn of events today making this sound so right Demo-cracy can be or maybe is a Demon gone crazy Telling us how “all…

spaghetti, high-waisted denim, and messy hair! taking the back route to escape old realities, we end up bustling through the skyscrapers.   two bottles down and carefree howls, feet dangling off the railing whilst smoking a cigarette. the almond-colored sky is blurry, atleast the black…