"How did you like the trip?"
"Overrated places. Where was Romance?"
"The #quintessence of honesty, you are."
"What's with those statues? Men with small..."
"Went with your spouse?"
"Huh?"
"It was ok for me. With my lover."
"Forgotten we are both, huh?"
"But..."
#vss365
When you don't respond,
I hear your disapproval.
#Critique: no future.
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
Without an #iota of doubt.
That's all I wished for from love.
One wish too many.
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
I tried a dating site called Bonding.
In the bio-data, it asked
'#Element of:';
'Nothing', I said, of course.
People refused to swipe right on me.
I tried to change my bio. But I could not. I wrote to Customer Support. They replied: 'How can you bond?' Fair enough.
#vss365
It is an empty white room. He must have seen doubt on my face.
“Did you expect gods and demons? Or, deities and symbols with stories? Or, a #mirror to reflect the inner good or evil? Here, the power of the mind will do. Some call it insanity. Some call it black magic.”
#vss365
from
https://gatheredthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2010/02/from-behind-calm.html
Did he not assume his thought and feeling outweighed all,
On that day he twisted facts, ignored truth and incited a #riot?
Why did I assume it mattered what I thought
And forgot that my action mattered most?
#vss365
from
https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2021/10/i-think.html
For them, #elf_glory
must have been the light at the
end of the tunnel.
Just another traffic jam.
But, in 30 minutes, 37 dead.
It's the work of a god pissed off with all, they say.
The latter I am. The former? Hahaha if that's what you call the one in the middle.
#vss365
I am the living dead to them.
My eldest #sibling is a Dean in a famous University. The other is a doctor.
They avoid me now.
My father too. He used to talk about his third kid when I was rich and successful. Now, I'm a memory lost.
No point reminding people of that.
#vss365
There is work till half past noon, upon that land so moodily fertile; I do not talk to the trees, that’s for the the loony; I do not caress the land or my woman; I #shovel, dig, deep, spit, sweat, curse with relief; I lie on top, breathing hard, resting in the shade.
#vss365
from
https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/07/space-between.html
After school, I went to a college far from home. I guess that last part was the operative part for me – far from home. There, I got to know the power of religion, caste, color, language, class and beliefs. I was not naïve. But the fervent, #radical and senseless grouping of youngsters, the youngest around seventeen and the oldest barely twenty two, was overwhelming. The main clubs were based on simple stuff like region or language. It was awful to see the crème de la crème of society enforce a tacit apartheid. The chanting at the campus temple seemed loud and combative, and the display of saffron or sandalwood paste just ostentatious. In that small campus village, the Christians’ orthodox Sunday school and the Muslims’ mandatory prayer meetings appeared resentful and vindictive. The left-leaning intelligentsia lived in their cuckoo-land, copycats, so obviously false but still fashionable. There was even a large snooty clique that followed Ayn Rand. In one way or the other, each group believed in their superiority and in subjugating others.
#vss365
from
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/05/being-bad.html
