Red Rose on the Riverbed

My thoughts have been muted by someone or something since my last post. Is it by you?? or your Ignorance? May be my silence over someone’s Ignorance. I tried hard to pendown few writings but all are resting in the draft with partial makeover. I could decorate and bring this poem of “Red Rose” onمتابعة قراءة “Red Rose on the Riverbed”

A Cabin in the Woods

“Cozy cottagein the woodsSo beautifuland picturesque.” Murder Victim One – The start of allgreat horror movies Well water is swellso cool and pristineUntil you find Uncle Billuses it as a latrine senryü:breathe I breathe the air inThe air is a part of meI breathe the air out Woodpecker, How long did it take? To figureمتابعة قراءة “A Cabin in the Woods”

Pain

Pain. I push against itchallenge it A warrior intent on provingI am… indestructibleunwillingto flinch Convincedthat denialequals power Except, it gnawsat my edgestears me downbit by bit Just as I prepareto succumb…clarity …this is invitation …surrender is a gift …pain is passage I let goabsolve myselfof the need…. (Pain first appeared on One Woman’s Quest IIمتابعة قراءة “Pain”

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