poem – Becoming The Muse

Of Bugs In Mugs

Swimming in my teamany tiny wavesripplingA bug in my mug

Defining Moments

Of Things I Have Learnt Not To Do

How I have learnt the following things does not matter Things I learned not to do in life:Poke a hornet’s nest...Touch hot stovetops...Play with matches…Look for shoes under the bed…

Of Zesa Gone: Flying In The Dark

Sometimes you fall before you fly…in my case I had to stumble in the dark,discover a coffee table with my ankle,explore something hard with my pinkyreach with my hands into…

Of Lord Of The Metaverse

29 Oct 202129 Oct 2021

One metaverse for the people under the sky, Facebook for keeping memories in their halls of stone, Instagram for the Mortals to slay and die, One Social Media Platform for…

Of Being A Creative: Suffering

To write is to suffer. To not write is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy a writer must write.Therefore to be happy a writer must suffer…

Of Unspoken Thoughts

27 Oct 202125 Oct 2021

Like wrapping a gift and not giving it away:Sometimes, we go through life assuming that perhaps ouractions speak louder than words.Butwe end upleaving too many things silent ,unsaidand assumed.So we…

Of Walking In The Rain

26 Oct 202125 Oct 2021

Walking in the rainIt rains,Every drop that falls fromheaven is like an angel'skiss,showering blessings everywhere they land,A man with a heart,a heart from which noblesentiments spring like sparksfrom an anvil,walks…

Of Moonlit Nites (ii)

25 Oct 202125 Oct 2021

Looking up at the starry night,of the midnite sky,I see a big shiny disc of light,that shines high,and shines bright,like a guardian's giant eye,watching over all in sight,with a gentle…

Of Your Hello…

15 Oct 202115 Oct 2021

If you could see me now,smiling,I never knew,an unexpected call from you,would leave me like this,I was sleeping when my phone rang,I thought I was dreaming, But when you said…

Of Red Squiggly Lines

11 Sep 202111 Sep 2021

Poetry inspired by when you cant spell a word correctly so you end up rewriting the sentence starting a new train of thought

Of The SleepWalker

5 Sep 20215 Sep 2021

Awake but never really aware,Dreaming by nightDaydreaming by daySlept through life,Slept through loveslept through pain,slept through rain,Slept through memories,slept through nightmaresThe universe unfolded,Before your eyes unfocused,And yet you still slept,the…

Of A Random List Of Musings

Random list from my drafts don’t remember what I was responding to, kinda reads like a poem…. Are you a writer or not?If you have to ask yourself this question,…