wolfish grins

this road is curvy and wavy,
uphill it is not,
you can walk all of it,
still end up nowhere
the beginning is the end,
the end is the beginning
a paradox or whole truth
even great seers can't say

you see a wolf, you see a little girl,
wearing something red
with a hood on her head
both stand at arms length,
apparently arguing.
we see the wolf crumble-
run to catch him before he falls
she ditched him for a dog,
he can't take it anymore
his grief tears you apart,
the road unravels itself
you traverse through it-
consoling the wolf
I stand there with our girl
her red aura spreads to me
I too walk out, away from you,
never to return

"you see it is a woman's world now"

crumbling walls

I create miniscule space-
hide there blissfully
when the walls hit me
I don't feel the pain
where did the walls come from?
I did not build those
I like vast openness
with surprises in between.
minds eye journeys through
obstacles, stops at a corner
to rest and rejuvenate.

thats where I find you, my hero-
with your arms open for me,
a cocoon of love and security

winds of change

yesterday harsh ribbons of sunlight
slashed across my skin
I endured the heated abuse
more due to lethargy of getting up

today my skin is mottled
from one end to the other
along with that my stomach cramps
hit a high and then lower

tomorrow, I promise myself
I will be as good as new
give up on my laziness
and let the night air cool me

hatred for my peeling skin
will disappear in no time
I will write it all down to the last letter
how I love having a title of drama queen!

angular angels

angles in the path

distracted me

maybe I was lost

in that vast wasteland.

in the middle of no man's land

I ran over my life,

counting my achievements-

the end being near what else could I do?

you spoke to me in my mind

your love called out

what angel saved me

I can't fathom

yet I understood

"life without love is

like a tree without blossoms or fruit."

I have had it always,

from you. from myself too.

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The first word is ANGLES, deliberately done so, not to be confused with ANGELS.

cut and dried

lightning first,
then the thunder.
and in between the two
I am stuck with you
yellow roses do nothing for us
white ones turn to blood
rains pour from all sides
yet I am as dry as drought
isn't it strange
thunder seems so tender
caressing me, and you too
who doesn't deserve it
elemental nature
brings out the rawness
rivulets take it away
mud sticks to our feet
I stay glued to you

"give me that knife, I will cut my feet"

like an automata

I try to stop the rush of adrenalin
not knowing if I can
my bones feel tired
yet here I am thinking of bungee jumping

that might break away the monotony
while I am hanging in air
and fall free to ground
expecting to spilt my skull

the elastic ropes hold me tight
I wish my thoughts to be harnessed thus
as soon as they loosen
something ought to hold them in again

when the scissors of thoughts
pierce my veneer
I know it is time to give up
time to sleep. peacefully.

" all I know I will take that bait and be a victim. of anything."

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You too can try this automatic poetry!

crosswires of fires

raging fires-
what is it you really seek?
preponderance-
can it cool you down
re-uniting you with the winds?
flying, fleeting ashes spread far and wide.
in my dreamy world
I too seek the impossibility,
but let it be unspoken for now.
picture it, frame it-
only take it out, when flames die down