“Tchah! Stereotypes and misconceptions, thy name is man.
Blue skies, green canopy,
Vales and dale, brook and #willow,
My hair these vines,
My arms these caressing tendrils,
The birds and the bees,
Remembering pulp romance?
A few four-letter words
Used, misused...
#vss365
from an old short story of mine.
Sorry, just not in a state to pen something new.
https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/12/4-deal.html
"What a lovely name for your baby? So...green!"
"I was so brokenhearted. My hubby finished off the three-moose MIL made."
"Tiramisu?"
"Oh, these names!"
"Brokenhearted? Did you mean D-e-i-d-r-e?"
"Oops! What's Deer-#drey then?"
"Deer in squirrel’s nest?"
"Chweet!"
#vss365
"You told me to trust fantasy more than reality. I told you I had no fantasy left. I know your fantasy you said."
"Naughty?"
"A little. Those calls! You used to #ramble on and on about the latest in physics."
"The precursor of modern phone-sex?"
"A bedtime story.”
#vss365
from
an old short story of mine 'The Liars':
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2016/07/the-liars.html
Dead #diurnal dreams,
Nasty nocturnal nightmares.
That's my life these days.
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
#NoWaterSupply (sixth day)
#Trivandrum (rotten administration)
Light from a half-moon gave me shadows to chase.
A touch woke me up. Or, was it the smell of jasmine?
She touched my face and then my chest.
We undressed slowly and made love. I heard voices.
"The worst is over."
"Not when the virgin realizes it's a #delirium."
#vss365
from an old short story of mine called 'Stochastic Resonance'.
I use an old acquaintance as a character in this story. A few days back, I got to know that he ended his life by jumping in front of a train. Prayers for him.
https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/08/stochastic-resonance.html
Another dull day.
It was raining. Traffic was nasty. On top of a hill, the car brake failed.
Had a vision.
Plastered on some wall. The skewered #brindled man. Well done like a juicy tikka.
Drove 2 km to the workshop. A dull drive with prayer, no incident.
#vss365
#truestory
I didn't expect it. I'd even given up on it. No dearth of excuses either.
Blame the #bower of fear and expectation I called shelter.
Keeping it is going to be tougher. With my history of self-defeating destructive mentality.
Somehow, love should be free of enclosure.
#vss365
With you,
Every hour the #gloaming comes early,
Hand in hand skin to skin,
Breathing in the unsaid words,
Edging till we are crazy,
In our world away from all,
The many-hued one,
Saved by a late summer rain.
#vss365
The house with a hole in its roof isn't a place for ghosts. People go there, within that once-#riparian now-pedestrian forest, to find themselves. Life's never the same again. To find, to lose, to never find again, to lose forever. It's no place for ghosts. Who listens?
#vss365
"Class! Today, let's share our thoughts on #ethos, pathos and logos."
(Silence.)
"Arjun, why don't you start?"
"Those are the three Musketeers, right?"
"Swapna?"
"Ah Persuasion!
In any form, freedom bound
By you, heart or mind."
"Out, you two!"
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
My curse is my luck,
(my brain sizzles
in this hot #aer with no hydor
but that's not at play here)
When she left
I survived
To keep her alive,
When life crumbled
I stood among the ruins
Without falling once,
There's no release
From this jail
With no locks no exit.
#vss365
At first, I was a fanatic,
like every lad with too much god
fancying himself as an immortal #aster;
Then, a leftist,
a Woodstock wannabe not the good-
for-nothing leech in a party;
Finally, a capitalist,
when I have no money I'll
defend your right even if I hate it.
#vss365
