Thy sobriquet


plucked I from the garden of epithets a wondrous appellation Sapphire! Thy sobriquet, I sway gently in thy ecstatic kingdom leaning against the sweet whisperings of thine creations In moments together sitting parallel across the seven oceans yet under the same vast expanse, Thee soaking in the golden sun, while I drench myself in monsoon… Read More Thy sobriquet

DEMISE


photocredit: googleimages   In the catacomb lies the book undusted,flipping pages across folds of time… in sepulcher rest myriad thoughts buried emotions locked inside the heart’s vault’ in labyrinth , like a untangled mesh they lived weltered amidst the scallop of mess… kabbalistic the epitaph on the stone reclines in slumber the manuscript.

Remnant


Who knows thou! sings the baul his fingers struck the single chord the solo of duality , he hums in remnants of the grief stricken some old souls, few shattered and broken Oh ! does it require to be a tatterdemalion or a ramshackle old pier to whisper the tunes of eternal weather while plays… Read More Remnant