Ephemeral Harbours

There is shelter amidst the squallAway from the wild seas and tempests blown from the EastA grip strong enough to hold a ship together, that was barely holding herselfHow could harbours be as strong as they have?How do these harbours stand in the days of late?How would they fare?Do they carry on with such strengthContinue reading “Ephemeral Harbours”

A Garden of Light

It wasn’t the lights that attracted her to the place of pleasure and exhilaration,but she was beckoned by the calls of her childhood memories. Back when everything was different and she had the assurance that today would be just another day and tomorrow was something to look forward to. It was a truth that sheContinue reading “A Garden of Light”

The Write Intention: Part 1 (Glorious Grammar)

How many times have we picked up a book and after a few pages in, our eyes darted straight to a grammatical error that made us gasp! For who is the editor who allowed for such a dreadful thing? Or could it be that the author didn’t bother to even consider hiring a proofreader beforeContinue reading “The Write Intention: Part 1 (Glorious Grammar)”


An ethereal passingJudgements taintedA repulsive truceAn accord of bloodThat poured onUnceremoniously The wild yet caged creature screamedIn a voice far from solitaryIntents cascading into a prismatic spectrumColliding and fighting for dominanceA menagerie of sphinxes and sirensDeathless apparitions of the fleshThey speakA voiceless languageErupting like fireworksRupturing grey skiesAnd mired in a heavenless spaceOf hellish respite

unanalysable narcissus

She knew of inadequacyThough she hid it wellWithin a shallow bottleWith opaque wallsShe wore it around in plain sightThe perfect hiding spotThe slightest hintIn addressing the contentOf said bottleAnd she would dismiss itShe’d give her reasonsSeemingly strong onesYet she knew they were inconsistentEver-changingLike the smoke emitted from her cigarettesShe knew that with such a signalSheContinue reading “unanalysable narcissus”

The Long-Awaited Goodbye

Dearest Oblivion, I come to you again to bid you farewell. I shall leave you, and no doubt that I shall try to forget you. We humans tend to forget things as the conscious mind is a labyrinth of words to unravel, so if there are more strings to untangle, I’m afraid that nothing muchContinue reading “The Long-Awaited Goodbye”

Our Dissociative Associates

There is a saying that goes If you do something for 40 days straight And it will become a habit To which we add another zero to that figure and turn the days into years And we get a representation of the development of a collective consciousness Something that inhibits our mind, like it orContinue reading “Our Dissociative Associates”