Some getting ready for work, (hoping/ in a hope) to earn a life with the livelihood Some forcing themselves to a longer sleep to miss the...

An attempt futile or worthwhile, something only time will tell The few moments spent in bringing some moments, imagined or otherwise, to...

A lone bookshelf placed against a wall facing the wardrobe mirror A nonchalance peerless, an agony beyond its many shelves, bothers it...

Slave to a rare few slave-driver to many Paper or plastic of colours varied or just promises airy Even money ain't spared of troubles...

Dreams burnt at the altar of reality, fears met unprepared Sweat that didn't bear fruits, desires that remain unfulfilled Corridors...

Ducking away from the misfortune Trying to dodge the ill-fated I arrive yet again at the very valley I dreaded to leap Given a chance to...

Coarseness of sand ground to spotlessness adorning homes built on falseness Euphemism of "mirror -image" managing to hide all that's...

Crooning past midnight songs of many species Birds, insects, amphibians few spared of their mocking A lullaby to the hungry ears deprived...

Lying for years, some centuries, by the side of a road, long before there was even a road Not giving in to perjury over years of lying,...

Within me, without me Here comes another morning after yet another night The diligent serfs toiling away incessant not seeing the light...

Chasing through them all- not by choice but sheer need- rings, swings, cradles unsteady An ease wrought in by years of surviving the...

Having raised five, five too many with her two little hands and toiling still through the perturbingly prolonged ageing of her husband...

For a fish to fly and a bird to speak For one to write and another to paint Not out of need nor for greed Not pure defiance nor just...

Walking straight, following the nose to the last breath, taking each turn right, nothing left to guess. Toward the end of the rope, a...

One wave a tad too tall One turn of the tectonic a little less gentle Embers undefined scorching everything in sight Horizons coming...

Now at the bottom of the sea, rising now unseen Frozen in the mountain peaks, flowing in the river, abandon unlike any Welling in the...

Inching past horizon an eager disk amber Ocean coming aflame clouds blushing crimson Stillness of the sky pierced by embers Making me...

In the journey from desire to destiny, a space awaits A void distinct filled to the brim by planning, doing Artwork of hand, head and the...

Drop the china, spill the tea, half drunk, half left to calm itself, too cold already. Jump the threshold, not bother to check, even for...

A  jumble of words refusing to be a sentence A bunch of sentences random rebelling against grammar's regiment Disjointed thoughts yawned...