Open Prose
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PMS: Emotional whirlwind
All of a sudden eyes in mist As if wet from flowing streamlet. Bleeding heart all throughout waking hours Pierced by pin pricks of varied kinds. Looseness jerks in mind Hard to dominate but has to die. Yesterday a princess of smile and laughter Today a white rose withering. How could a woman be like… Continue reading
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A footprint of love
There are days I crave the sands, waves and sunsets. Gritty sands of black and white; Deep waves of royal blue; Bold sunsets of saffron hue. When in distress I look for these To encrust worn-out feet; Calm cluttered mind; Rest jaded eyes. Today, I’ve had time Nonattachment and weightlessness Subtle and sweet Such a… Continue reading
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An open letter to my one and only on Father’s Day
He is… William Shakespeare whose poesies and balladries thump my heart Mozart and Beethoven whose compositions throb my soul Tim Berners-Lee for for he brings the world closer to mine Walt Disney for he animates this little world I breathe in John Travolta whose flamboyant moves keep me enthralled Elvis Presley whose melodious voice hold… Continue reading
ian the pedestrian 