from 'Buried Alive' (a vilanelle?)

 

Remain we will on slopes fragile, to skid

When rains will bring old plans disposed, #terror,

A day splendid to find a new god dead,

Buried alive in grave unmarked, my kid.

#vss365

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2021/10/buried-alive.html

When love and desire play hookey

 

We could have loved each other

But there's no point raking up the past

With thoughts of ifs buts and rather than

Sober on a day overcast.

When love and desire play hookey

& there's bitter cold calculation 

In Loss 101 for a rookie,

It's cursèd #Martian education.

#vss365

From 'Alone at Meeting Place'

 

On that day, I stood on this balcony with romantic daydreams of being a hero with the simple dilemma, and #energy, to live or to die for love.

The lady on the balcony next to ours climbed onto the railing and stretched out her right leg.

#vss365 

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2012/01/alone-at-meeting-place.html

Storm in a teacup

 

"I want tea."

"No tea for you."

"Don't be a bore."

"I hate it when you pour tea from the cup onto the #saucer and then slurp it."

"Give it to me in a glass then."

"Sacrilege."

"You won't?"

"No.

"No steak for you."

"Don't be mean."

"And no..."

"Don't you dare."

#vss365

top spot

 

So much to worry about,

Illness, apocalypse, etc.

But,

Today,

#HappyDiwali to all,

I think about that day,

You left,

28 years back,

But,

There's more,

Love, etc.

We didn't have much time,

But, 

It lasts, 

Forever,

No worry,

Ok, an #atom bomb, maybe,

Can beat that.

#vss365

I avoid

 

I avoid the scatological.

From the poop stained great statues

To the filth that’s spread in god’s name.

I avoid love and poetry too.

From the aphrodisiac to the bitter end

From the sublime to the crass.

I avoid you.

From me

To you.

#SundayMusings

#HappyDiwali

Breakups Anonymous

 

At Breakups Anonymous:

"Couldn't write. Thought my stories are about them."

"She thought I was trying to kill her. Wouldn't believe I go for those with no reason to kill."

"An #android needs 1 Exabyte of memory per month @ 1 kg of gold. Should try cheap human beings."

#vss365

Tell me what comes to mind

 

"Tell me what comes to mind."

"Ok."

"Love."

"Loss."

"#Arid."

"Loss."

"Money."

"Loss."

"Sex."

"Huh?"

"Friends."

"Duh."

"Religion."

"Loss."

"God."

"Huh?"

"Food."

"Where?"

"Dystopia."

"In-laws."

"Politics."

"Outlaws."

"Poetry."

"Huh?"

"Joke."

"Me."

#vss365

Poltergeist

 

I was 14. Travelling alone to Singapore. 

In Madras, went for the 'Poltergeist'.

Guy with 2 dolls sat in front. 3 heads faced me.

"I'm levitating," the lady with bhang thandai said.

"I love you," from the other side. To me. Her bf smiled.

Anything #unearthly? Nah.

#vss365

 

autocorrect

 

Autocorrect sucks.

"Need a #deluxe bride?" she asks.

Didn't I type let's ride?

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

good ol' love

 

I miss good ol' love.

Separate bath-bed-rooms with

Deviant #undertone.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

prove my love

 

A weird dream (again).

To prove my love to you (both),

Swim with #piranha.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

libertine

 

"I'm getting married."

"You can't be a #libertine."

"Time we changed our ways."

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

I'll be back

 

Had a weird dream.

The Devil took over The God's work. Without a #clash of ego.

My love was given a new life.

The wicked got their comeuppance.

The innocent threw away the shroud of cynicism and smiled. 

Not for long.

"I'll be back," The God had promised.

#vss365

sins of the past

 

One can't escape the sins of the past.

About 25 years back, I went for weddings and looked down on the hoi polloi gobbling down the veg sadya. I did that only when they served 4 or more payasams. (Before that era, I avoided weddings like the plague. I was too young for that and deaths.)

About 10 years back or so, the 3-minute weddings here were extended to include out-of-state features like haldi, sangeet, whatever. Only those who looked good on social media were invited for those events. I was not.

Now, they don't invite me even for the wedding. The bride and groom like to have a grand party with close ones. That's the good news. The bad news is that the parents still hold a function or reception, expect me to give a gift cheque and they serve food which makes the hoi polloi wonder, "Are we really that low class?"

#SundayMusings (on a Monday)

bury myself

 

Is Time #elastic?

Ne'er thought it would hit me

Again.

Restless and insomniac

And happy

Urging the sun to rise sooner

Tongue-tied and anxious

Wake up wake up I beg

To hear that laugh

Before you say

What a kid you are

I bury myself in you

How close we are

Forever.

#vss365

antidote to love

 

"Searching for an #oasis

In the middle of a tropical forest.

Story of my life."

"A, will you please plz stop writing?"

"Swaps, that's my antidote to love. Never failed."

"Is there a woman

Who can tolerate you and 

Your writing? Alas!"

"You are nearly there, woman."

#vss365

from 'Virgin Territory'

 

“Is the door closed?” she asked.

“Who cares?” I said.

It was a #blur after that. There were corny lines.

“I am not going to love you.”

“Me too...”

I am back in her life.

And I do not really know why.

I am not sure why she has accepted me.

#vss365 

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2020/02/virgin-territory.html

I write to...

 

I write

To #sublimate

Something 

Into some other thing

I could call nothing

To feign 

Some emotion

Without experience 

To lose

Track

Of what I write

And

Wait 

For my love,

My reader,

To misunderstand

And give my life meaning.

#vss365

escutcheon

 

"Class, use the word #escutcheon in a short poem. Swapna?"

"Fancy #escutcheon.

But, the lock's easy to pick.

Matters of the heart."

"Debatable. Arjun?"

"Ma'am, I take the Fifth."

"Why?"

"Do you want my poem on the configuration of adult pubic hair."

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

Biopic: 3 scenes of 'The End'

Biopic: 3 scenes of 'The End' (with bg music) 

1. The Beautiful South: 'Rotterdam'

Lady Luck's #caprice? 

"She's brain dead. Say your goodbye."

Last touch. I love you.

2. R.E.M.: 'Everybody Hurts'

Indifference hurts.

Authors' #caprice spoil a tale.

Marriage and divorce.

3. Johnny Cash: 'God's Gonna Cut You Down'

Love, when I vanish, 

It will be to love truly.

#Capricious promise.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

 

love mistook

 

When we meet,

Let it be on a fine day,

A far-fetched #eventuality I know,

To have a chance to say

All that I should hide,

So that I am true,

Worthy of you,

To let trouble brew

And when I self-destruct, 

Don't turn to look 

Like you did in that dream 

Of love mistook.

#vss365 

your Hindi whatever

 

#memory

#auldlangsyne

"Is your Hindi whatever over?"

"It's a movie."

"Whatever. Can I change the channel?"

"Why didn’t you say you want to watch something else? Instead of sitting there scowling."

"Enjoying your company."

"Yeah, right."

"Are you interested in going for a movie tomorrow? Morning show. With me."

"Which English movie?"

"The Hindi one with Govinda?"

"Serious?"

"Yes."

"Not whatever?"

"There’s a time and place for Hindi. Definitely not when Morse is showing."

"Why don’t you sit with your Morse tomorrow too?"

"I will. At night. So, date on?"

"Govinda whatever?"

"Yes."

"Ok."

altered

 

Like moths to a flame, we went to the closed school in Simanggang every holiday. 

We knew what would happen whichever game we played there. To nearly all.

No one is complaining. The old #stock of kids is not living up to expectations.

Why wasn't I chosen and altered? 

#vss365

game with no safe word

 

#vss365 

Last night, I went to a strip club

and 

it was hot like bloody Hell

the One on the pole

all black in the eyes

or

was it that One on my lap

a tale of entangled tails

hissed

aren't you the one who killed love

for existential #synthesis,

we give them the best time, 

in a dungeon with no doors

placed on an ice block

it was a game with no safe word

even death could not save me

from the cold nothingness.

pranks

 

#vss365 #flinch

What is this flimsy life without a prank or two?

Do not #flinch when you are the victim. 

Those words are from the One above (or below).

I am just the Messenger (in limbo) for jokers.

1/3

#vss365 #rein

I was 19. Filled my wallet with strips of paper. Went to a fair. Waited to be the target of a pickpocket. He wasn’t very good. Followed him to an alley. Heard him curse. 

Tried to #rein in the vain exultation. 

Stepped out of the shadows. Grinned at him.

2/3

#vss365 #conspire

Now, I follow serial-killers. 

The last one reached his target's house to find the victim murdered. With his MO. 

Divine forces must have #conspired for such a prank, he must have thought.

I made sure the police caught him in the act. No pun intended.

3/3

with nothing to steal

 

"My folks are looking out for a guy for me."

"Shall we tell them we are in love?"

"Cheap #style, partner. Love marriage is for those with nothing to steal."

"I'll register on online matrimony site."

"Any good negotiator?"

"Uncle."

"Mom will demand quid pro quo."

#vss365 

towhomsoeveritmayconcern

 

when I wrote this love poem I knew

you will not read it

ignore it's towhomsoeveritmayconcern

admit the old tropes bore you silly

let's burn this poem you will say

oh let's use it for ohwhat

how can our love reach full #potential 

if we don't read minds or crystal gaze

#vss365

from 'Two Sides of the Coin'

 

'2 Sides of The Coin' offers the better alternative. 

40% of our revenue comes from politics. Every politician wants to have an own group. Language, religion, race, ethnicity are so easily #exhausted. 

What we do is to make today’s kid-of-the-soil tomorrow’s foreigner.

#vss365

For more details about the business:

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-sides-of-coin.html

revengeful sublime

 

When the leaves are gone,

The #power of the sublime

Will turn revengeful.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

(Dusk-ThiruOnam 📷 mine)

superstition

 

Don’t be at #doorway

with broom in hand, they insist.

You looked so happy.

#vss365 

#haiku #senryu ?

safe haven

 

"If Newton had discovered the Philosopher's Stone, humanity would have blessed."

"We missed the #chance to get an #article titled '#Gold is not a safe haven' from the Chancellor of the Exchequer."

"Why have they called the bouncers?"

"Well, we are in a jewelry shop."

#vss365

from 'Flower girl'

 

Vishnu was still #conscious. He was curled up like a foetus. 

The brute gave Vishnu’s chest another kick. He picked up a heavy rock, squatted on one knee, ready to crush Vishnu's skull.

"Enough!" 

That order came from behind the crowd.

#vss365

from 

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/11/flower-girl.html

this & that

 

Writing's tough (for me).

1, make the list. Birds, trees, love, war, death, loss, whatnot.

2, cross out everything. Don't copy, stupid.

3, stare at the blank page. The genius act.

4, post that.

5, stare at the four walls (while they tighten the straightjacket).

6,

smell the ink still in the air,

remember that, 

that which was there with this then,

that #eludes me now, and this,

that lovely stink of sweaty us.

#vss365

brain fade?

 

When you asked,

Doubt the Jack-in-the-box and Suspicion 

Tied my shoelaces together,

Browsed the #past, begged AI to crystal gaze,

And

When you were at the door,

I must have asked what you asked,

Do you love me

or 

Was it rhetorical

or 

A statement, 

say,

Get lost?

#vss365 

bright blue morn

 

A bright blue morning. 

Brings wafts of #pungent incense

By your head, my love.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

for myself

 

Why do I write?

It's like love.

For me.

Not for you. 

Perhaps.

It's for #sentient myself. 

Not for robot me.

Cheap over-the-counter love gives me no high.

I've killed for it. 

Lived with guilt.

Not boasting.

Not recommending it either.

Given another chance,

it would still be the same.

Perhaps.

And why does this look like a poem.

When it is not.

That's for cheap love.

#vss365 

threesome

 

"Should we try a threesome?"

"Alone is best for this. Two is an #audacious challenge. Three would be suicidal."

"Good, aren't we, in this murder business?"

"Thx to love & possessiveness. That itself rules out 3."

"Right. Means to an end will become end of the means."

#vss365

the best time with

 

"Appa, what was the best time with Amma?"

"Every moment."

"Appa! What was the really really best?"

"I had a night out with some pals. Drunken #vigil, we used to call it. That night, I knew I was with the wrong company. Left before dawn. Showered. Went to Hotel Rajesh at 6 when they opened. Got a heavy dose of filter coffee. Knocked at her door. We kissed. She said, nice coffee. Ha! Then..."

"Then?"

"Then, you happened."

#vss365

one and the same

 

Why do we compare Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys,

Or The #Bionic Woman and The Six Million Dollar Man,

Is it because we are one and the same,

Or you are better than me to remember,

Or should I chase you away, my intruder,

From the silence and darkness of this long long wait?

#vss365

Domesticity

 

"What are you doing?"

"Writing."

"In the middle of..."

"Just a minute."

"It's our first night."

"Not the last night."

"It could be your last word."

"Exactly. Don't wait.

#Pummel the blank page with thoughts.

Domesticity!"

"Bah!"

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

censorship

 

Divine vision or #mystical inspiration or whatever it might be, it went against the guiding principles of the school and probably against the ethos of the society. 

The Principal decided that the student and his sketch should go.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2012/06/because-of-rain.html

this beast

I've been a beast,

this saint confesses:

not a caress

only roughness,

silence

& fussy deafness,

crude talk

& the excuse of old pastime,

chasing #rainbows

with rotten principles & outrage,

scoff

& make it all your fault,

crack the mirror

hell's too good for this devil.

#vss365

Love's been gone for too long

 

Love's been gone for too long, 

I wouldn't know how I should be-

Scowl in sun-kissed love-nests

Or #laugh in dark godforsaken alleys?

Will these cold eyes find a smile,

Will I swallow the cynical wit,

Do I know how to touch and kiss?

Quite sure it ain't like swimming or cycling.

But then, that too is strange to me,

If it comes in deep water or on two wheels,

There's going to be a valid excuse

To escape from the kiss of life.

#vss365

the other in my office

 

There’s no poetry in my office.

It's 10 feet by 10 feet, a tight pack

Of 4 places – for me & another

And 2 love-birds that coo elsewhere.

I watch the ants perfect a straight march.

I've named the #spider in the left corner.

There's plenty to do till the other arrives...

#vss365 

from 

https://gatheredthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2011/03/office.html

from 'The Story of Swapna'

 

Alone, wandering, searching in the vast expanse-

The air spoke past’s agony- the night before dawn.

I was not alone for I could hear a gentle sobbing-

Another lonely heart; breaking #rules, the like did attract.

#vss365

(from 'The Story of Swapna' circa early 90s)

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/07/his-story-searching-and-finding-1991.html

Do you mind if I say I love you?

 

They caught their breath.

"Do you smoke after sex?"

"Never checked."

"Can I say I love you?"

"Depends."

"Lifelong bondage?"

"Nope."

"Unconditional care with unlimited #sass?"

"Ok."

"Good."

"Well, say it."

"What?"

"Pass the ciggie."

"I love you."

"Me too."

#vss365

from 'The Last Time I Wrote About Love'

 

Which #angel scattered diamonds upon this field –

O wicked one! Why do you #charm me so?

Life seems so light with its wish to join you,

But the gentle air alone caresses and beckons.

#vss365

from 

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-time-i-wrote-about-love.html

total eclipse at noon

 

The total eclipse at noon, wind, rain, lightning, thunder, swaying trees, cries for help-

all that added to the #charm of the danger within.

He entered the bedroom. Closed the door and knelt. The figure by the window smoked a beedi. 

"Lovely, right?"

"Yes, Mistress."

#vss365

Sherin's note

 

'Remember Sherin's suicide note?' 

I read aloud that comment on her post.

Got a #scowl in return.

Found nothing about that. 

Should not have disturbed the ghosts in unmarked graves. The boy under her Jeep. Her cousin's unsuitable affair. The disposed others.

When I say love you

What do I choose to forget?

Your sins or myself?

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

from 'When I was King'

 

I was a king for six months. 

In Beluru, not even a village then. In my 1st school, a hut with a moat of mud.

An imp with #mischief in her eyes raised a flutter in my chest. Could have made her mine if I knew I was king. I was a fool instead. Tried hard to be like her.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2012/12/when-i-was-king.html

from 'Never Together Ever Again'

 

"Dragon Chicken always makes me cry," I said.

She nodded with #tear-filled eyes.

The kids did not seem embarrassed. 

Farewell was a quick affair. 

The kids had the same expression when we got into the taxi. That look that says we will never be together ever again.

#vss365

from my short story 'Never Together Ever Again'

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2019/12/never-together-ever-again.html

exhume and bury

 

I am in love:

To say that 

(to myself, 

to find #purpose)

Exhumed all the lies

Guilt and self-preservation

Buried deep in amnesiac bog.

In that same space will rot  

All that was called love

In an imagined past, 

To confess this 

(to you,

to live again):

I love you.

#vss365

Which one are you?

 

After the men left for #spiritual pastures, Aswathy said to Sudarshana, “That Sreekumar...there’s something troubling him. I think he is the kind who goes for the other woman.”

 

“And, his other one wonders about his another one,” Sudarshana said.

 

“Which one are you?”

 

#vss365

from a long short story I wrote in Berlin (kept me busy during the Christmas-Silvester break of '00):

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/12/4-deal.html

I should not write poetry

 

I should not write poetry

before the Sunday biriyani lunch.

I should not write poetry

before making love to you.

Don't ask me 

why the biriyani comes before that.

The operative part is

I should not write poetry.

#SundayMorningThoughts

when it started

 

Our demons revisited us often. Somewhere along the way, we married. The kids turned out ok. Despite us. 

We thought we would #mellow as empty nesters.

We laid to rest one insecurity. We were going to stick with each other till the end. 

Maybe, that’s when it started.

#vss365

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2020/12/when-it-ended.html

let the tear slide along

 

I am the child of your glance,

it is these depths that lure,

Blink, hold on no more,

let the tear slide along,

from 

furious rapids,

scorned depths,

love unrealized,

#innocence r@ped,

shattered mind,

bleeding heart,

let the tear slide along,

it may carry

a little pain.

#vss365 

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/10/sketch-of-you-and-me.html

contrarian

 

"You love me," I said.

"You too love me," she replied.

#Contrarian fling.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

deviant behaviour

 

#vss365 (ok, it's not very short)

"Is this the little kid I carried?" she sounded just like Topol in 'Fiddler on the Roof'.

"How now brown cow?"

"This is not the time for Benny Hill," she shifted to Michael Corleone.

"Okie. Wassup?"

"My kid's in love."

"That’s lovely."

"And having sex."

"Come on, that’s better than depression and loneliness."

"That's #deviant. It should be banned outside marriage."

"Why should parents spend lots on a wedding for people to have sex?"

"That’s a parent's right. Eeew! Thinking about it gives me the creeps."

"Move with the times. Who is the lucky one?"

"Your kid."

"What the hell! Yuck! How can they? We should get them married."

"They are not interested."

"Tradition! Tra dee shon!" 

We did the wine-bottle dance to drown our sorrow in sweat and tears.

Isn't that what we do

 

How can I forget those times 

When you found comfort 

Lying on top of me

#Taffeta over plain old rag

I practised for such moments

The eyes, the touch, the words

There's no malice or deception

Isn't that what we do

To look good in any way

You too did well, my love

#vss365

serious business

 

Is that

a #cummerbund

or a tummy tucker,

and keds 

for a black-tie affair?

Is it all

for love,

desperate

distraught

disaster?

Be yourself,

Be free,

Or flee,

Don't slurp, 

Oh don't be you.

Jokes aside,

It's serious business,

Buy the asset,

Hedge well,

Trade or invest?

#vss365

Grave Masala

 

A 54-year-old billionaire says he committed 2 murders 39 years back.

He started as a tea-seller. We use his peculiar #masala in every dish, not just tea.

"Can't get enough bodies to make that," he apologizes.

Netizens have come out in support under the hashtag #UseMe.

#vss365

Swami

 

"Hardship is the #prism through which our light gets to show all its colours."

"Arj, stop!"

"Swaps, I have got 98 'thoughts'. Need one more."

"For what?"

"To be named Swami Arjunananda."

"If your thoughts can be numbered, so are your days."

"Ah!"

"Now, get lost."

#vss365

gone cuckoo

 

My shrink suggested a joint session. 

"Gone cuckoo?" I said.

The other entered the room saying, "Kids! Pets! Definitely the devil's work!"

It was love at first sound. One's #hamartia became a virtue.

No more sessions for us. Madly in love, the rest seems less crazy. 

#vss365

from 'The Woman'

 

She knew how to make him squirm. Shower him with praise.

She poked the dagger of attention at his Achilles #heel. Liberally sprinkled the salt of affection on that wound. Went on with her eulogy.

His visage resembled a fresco with scenes from Torquemada’s inquisition.

#vss365 

from an old short story of mine 'The Woman':

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2015/07/the-woman.html

nice and understanding

 

"He's nice and understanding. Has he done something bad?"

"Really want to know?"

"Yes."

"He's a serial killer of tree-choppers."

"If you want to take their #space, yours should be taken. I too will go after that lot. After the waste-dumpers."

"Made for each other."

#vss365

sleep talking

 

"I love you.

I can't.

I can still feel your touch, Sonia."

(Slap) 

"Ouch!"

"You were talking in your sleep."

"Soliloquy?"

"Dialogue."

"A #vagary of AI."

"Who is Sonia?"

"Sonia?"

"Dream of people you know."

"Won't you feel jealous?"

"Me?"

"You are human."

"You are not."

#vss365

Why did you

 

When we shared daydreams,

Why did you lie-

Mischievous or was it foreplay?

If only I still had more than it seems.

When we tried not to be an #enigma, 

Why did you insist I lose the other we-

Possessive or was it lost love n lust?

If only I still had all that's stigma.

#vss365 

why did you...

 

"These ladies loved you."

"Not love, Ma'am. Attraction, perhaps. Eventually an embarrassing thought. It was I who loved them. In love with them."

"Then, why did you kill them?"

"Love's #progenitor

And sentinel is sweet death. 

Pluck the lovely bloom."

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

Parallel lives

 

It was a hectic day. I had chosen too many #parallel lives.

As usual, my body went to office.

During a presentation, I fumbled at two points. 

Two other lives exerted their influence – first, making love to Ann; and second, the fight with my nemesis, my twin.

#vss365

from one of my few sci-fi short stories (it's not a genre I enjoy reading):

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/12/12-31-3010.html

War

 

Yama's #susurrus

Soothes souls. For the living dead,

Clarion call for change.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

married?

 

have you married? she asked.

(have? not are? is it a #primordial urge?)

widower and divorced, i said.

(right order?)

a murderer plagued by guilt, she said.

(thought)

better story other way around, she added.

(yawned)

once shy twice bitten, i said.

(in an empty room)

#vss365

To Swapna

 

In loneliness company made, in silence a tune to rouse,

In gloom a smile to blossom, in dying life to be astride.

In pain did descend dearly into depths too black – reason too late –

Too late – fiery lines #slash upon lighter blue as a growing strain.

#vss365

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/10/oddity-iv.html

monsters

 

"Swaps, it's our old gang."

"I could tolerate them when they admitted their class, caste and religion decided all. Now, they say love gave #shape to everything. People who forget their sins are monsters."

"Idiots."

"Us."

"With too little love, it shows."

"Shut up!"

#vss365

Sharing before...

 

They shared that scene in early light; listened to the same birdsong; felt nipples stiffen as the fresh cool touch of chilly morning air caressed naked #skin; and, breathed in air with a tinge of eucalyptus.

They looked at each other before going inside to another life.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/04/story-tellers-sabbatical.html

To You...

 

"Bruised, scarred,

which balm will ease you,

which hand refused,

the silence shatters,

which word would bind

that wishes no longer

to be whole."

"Swaps, don't laugh."

"If you have been using such words to be a knight in shining armour, it's no wonder you are #single."

#vss365

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/10/sketch-of-you-and-me.html

Pfft

 

When love was snatched,

Tried to say "Pfft,

#Splinter can cause

More lasting pain."

That and other

Weak barricades

Crumbled to dust

With first #sunbeam.

#vss365

Do you believe the vision before you

 

Do you believe the #vision before you

when life seems sublime,

graced by whoever's above,

caressed by sweet love,

or 

when life is the usual,

screwed by the corrupt,

without water or power,

or 

when there's black nothingness,

with too much past too little future?

#vss365

from 'A Storyteller's Sabbatical'

 

That turn in the path. The tree house. 

He could still see what his young eyes saw then.

The man peeing behind a tree. Grey hair, prim and proper. Half-sweater over shirt, well-ironed pant, polished shoes. Stern eyes staring at the young boy. A #predator eyeing a prey.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/04/story-tellers-sabbatical.html

in the doghouse

 

11 minutes past midnight. I'm in the doghouse.

Because I called her a #narwhal.

Why did she google?

"Corpse-whale?"

I too googled then.

"See. It symbolizes uniqueness, mystery, freedom, and intuition."

"Get out."

"Can I finish my pizza?"

#vss365 can be so life-altering.

calm temperament

 

"Are you calling me a chameleon?"

"Swaps, why can't you be romantic for three seconds?"

"With you, Arj?"

"Ah."

"A seal?!"

"I said:

Love is a #selkie,

Could be mine if I knew how.

Calm temperament."

"Oh! You want me to be that. Bloody patriarchy!"

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?