Thursday, October 23, 2025

Who cares

 

15 relatives, 4 friends, 1 enemy and 3 unexpected at my funeral.


The enemy stands next to my love. Hand in hand.


Would have made sense if they had killed me. 


One of those 3 did that. 


Love #unseen? A hate

Inexplicable? Is it 

Indifference? Damn!


#vss365 

#haiku #senryu ?


Wednesday, October 8, 2025

soul-dead

 

23 politicians killed. In 8 countries.


Left without the soul. That's not in the forensic report. 


But, soul-dead they were. 

Alive but lifeless. What's new?

They left #ash sans fire.


The killer is an alien. 


Did they start with the easiest targets?


#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?


Saturday, September 27, 2025

when you don't

 

Love hates #scrutiny.

Oh! Don't ask why I'm pissed off

When you don't turn up.


#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?


Tuesday, September 23, 2025

Leaders!!!

 

I don't like leaders,

Castrated ram with a bell,

#Bellwether of hate.


#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?


Monday, September 22, 2025

Stimulation

 

Morning exercise:

#Reinvigorate love with

A helping of lust.


#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?


Friday, September 19, 2025

Double entendre

 

Love poem's ready.

Should I include #extrusion?

Double entendre?


#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?


Wednesday, September 10, 2025

bearable lightness of being

 

These days, I heed not

#Bearable fickle nature.

Flimsy relations.


#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?


Tuesday, September 9, 2025

the ghost

 

Can you see the ghost

Standing there at that window

Blocking not the dusk-lit corridor

Staring at nothingness


Or is it a reflection

Of me and an unsure past

That technicolour #wrapper

An empty waste not discarded?


#vss365




Saturday, August 30, 2025

symmetry breaking


"Long long ago,

Before the #constellations were born,

There was love."


"BS"


"Ain't joking,

The sequence of symmetry breaking,

Needed care."


"WTF"


"The Big Bang,

Definitely not a one night stand,

Work of art."


"Your 3-9-3 syllable structure has given me a headache."


#vss365


Sunday, August 24, 2025

Shut up, my love

 

#vss365 


It was late evening, still one hour away from home, where the green backwater lakes are barely separated from the blue frothy sea by a thin shimmer of brown sand, when the British guy started to sing.

 

I could hear his voice across those separating walls. #Bass voice, not really a good singer, using an old style, a mixture of Bob Dylan or Al Stewart or Cat Stevens. Along with the chug-chugging train, the rickety-rackety beat of wheels on tracks, the evening birdsong and the rush of cool air from outside, he sang in bursts, with pauses while cooking up those lines I suppose, but clear and slow.

 

Nothing great but I still tried to catch each word with the guilt and delight of a voyeur and an eavesdropper. Grasping, gasping, grappling...for life...with life...


from


https://gatheredthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2011/01/tell-me-my-love.html