My mind has been scattered everywhere; a feat my body can only accomplish once dead or hope it can; But that is if they (those alive while I die) Choose to burn me and scatter the remains in all places the my mind has wandered My body looks at my mind in awe It will never happen not because I will not die but because … Continue reading My Body Watches My Mind in Awe – National Poetry month 2016 #1
There are hundreds of ways out there….. there are thousands who walk on them every single day…. yet when it comes to you they all close…. then you struggle… you struggle real hard and find another way and make yourself through it…. And when you look back…. you will see thousands standing there watching you….. They are in a dilemma so many questions bother them… … Continue reading It is Your Year
My heart wanders in the streets I try hard to hold it back Those streets I know are dangerous with its dark alleys from where memories dark and horrible pounce on you you can shake them off and keep going but the alleys are too many many forgotten but as you walk they become more real they suck you in like vacuum cleaners of your … Continue reading Go Wander my good heart
Gently let the stones find its way the river does flow in the right direction it will take time, so does everything in life once it happens you have a choice to think if it was early or late and if it does not happen you can wait you can wait after all it is a stone stones do not have emotions they are … Continue reading Stones Know it All
There is something we see in every Trust we hold; something so personal that it acts like a fabric that holds us inside and when trust breaks this fabric starts splitting. Initially the tear is not evident but then you slowly start realizing the small binds of this trust particles that have been holding things inside. Things that no kind of medical equipment can detect … Continue reading The Fabric of Trust
I have tried to rain down on some books so I could drench them the same way the author would have wanted it to happen But often I have stopped midway startled by a thunder a thunderous word to be precise something that did not find its way into the book and was waiting outside always startling every reader who came near by I have … Continue reading Words in the Dark
I want to tell you that I have a sense of incompleteness in me that I have got very used to; But time has a very bad habit, it forces you to strive for completeness in everything and in that process we fear losing what we do not know. So best to be incomplete; because in the hurry to complete we might become a well … Continue reading Hollow Whole
I am that Cruel face in the child that peeks through those innocent smiles and directs the child to learn to be selfish, to be bad, to be irrational I am that child behind every cruel face where every scorn, malice and coldness is received with a smile, and a loving sparkle of the eyes I am the child, because all men and women are dead … Continue reading The cruel face of a child
Is there a way in which you should live? If yes, how boring would that be knowing that this is how it should go this is how it should happen and this is how it should end After All, why would you want your life to be the rerun of a lost game You should look around and say “Fuck You! because it ain’t yours it … Continue reading Take That Trip Today!!!!!!
Today I was returning from a poetry reading driving on route 680 It was a real hot day I had my windows down just as I passed the Automall Parkway A smell pierced in as usual uninvited Not that of a skunk that was ran over by wheels Nor was it anything else I can explain but a very familiar one for a moment I thought … Continue reading Masala Biscuits – Kerala Style
Vinod Narayan 