Reflections in Rhymes

Ritual of the Rain

I always find the monsoons to wash over a longing. The rain falls. The rain fails. I keep the beads of expectation. I tell my failure. And we dance this…

Aug 20 •

Uncalled, Unwitting, Unwelcome

Not all guests are invited. Not all guests want to be there. Not all guests are ruthlessly honest.

Aug 13 •

Don’t Turn the Lights Out

Sometimes, I just don't want to be left to my own devices.

Aug 6 •

Are you listening? Truly listening? If yes, then why can't you hear it? If no, then why don't you try?

Jul 30 •

The Road Once Taken

Frost reminisced of what couldn't be done. But what of the steps we do take?

Jul 23 •

How Does an Introvert Conform to a Society That Supports the Social?

Go solitary, gel-in with fakeness, or wear a permanent mask?

Jul 16 •

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