Nascent Motherhood

Within amber realms of anonymity and ambiguity, lost in slumber of innocence a soul awaits the moment of discovery of life's versatilities and intrigue. a tiny heart pulsates like the dialogue of clock's garrulous hands, while tiny hands and feet curled as petals in a calyx flutter at times to etch tired smiles of maternal …

Kick of Candy

Sailing within realms of amniotic complacence while anxieties soared outside like moods of barometric mercury, you were seemingly too lazy to bother with a breast or butterfly stroke inside aureate fluidities, while I eagerly awaited that softly knocked greeting which'd strum a caramel rain-song on frowning lips of worry. Palms cold and clammy, sought to …

Story of a Leaf

born by unfurling on some misty, dewy morn of pouring honeydew, from chartreuse axillary bud this leaf spun rhapsodies of echoing rustles, with others on tree's arms. it fluttered in the wind, with the swaying boughs and danced in the rain as elixir splattered on verdure, it was spun with another to form cradle for …

Memories of Blackberries…

    their sweet-sour, tangerine flavor, still lingers on my tongue, no longer dyed in eager gluttony of naiveté     as eyes lost in infinite azure, read thoughts perched as praying mantis on foliage's palms- travelling trail of forgotten reminiscences. reborn, with a look at shriveled arms, of a dying sentinel, gnarled, twisted standing …

Snapshots of Orange…

Dreams of a Frozen Lake…

the frozen lake sleeps under candy-floss skies of a shivering winter, hibernating under sugary caresses of wispy snowflakes, while a lenient winter sun is too busy munching on honeydews to melt her reservations. she is sleeping beauty lost in an eternal slumber awaiting unconsciously for golden kiss of a daffodil sun of springtime, unaware of …

Elegy to a Lost Morn…

the morning blessed in fluid graffiti poetics, bursting as photon sprinkles from a rising sun stretching aureate limbs over vain breasts of blue hills, sighs a fragrant aubade over the dozing landscapes. lurking vestige of crescent moon on azure, is like a lingering dreamy sigh, a faded arc of eucalyptus skin glued over splattered acrylics, …

Sky is a Kaleidoscope…

peppermint sighs of a sheepish winter sun hastily munching away icicles in morn, while shivering in caramel kisses of sugared snowflakes, are frosted over organza skies in soft cerise and mauve syllables, as cherry blossoms and wisterias in fragrant bloom. the bipolar moods of monsoon tempests are scrolled in mascara swirls on the infinite blue~ …

Moods of a Winter Morning

pine needles salt verdant blades of rustling poetry, on marmalade winter morns tinged in cerise tinted humilities, like wisps of snowflakes from tattered cloudy pillows caressing parched cheek wrinkles scratched in frost's fingernails in surreal honeydew kisses. the morning is a faded manuscript with illegible words shivering on parched blankness of frozen moments like blue …

Eulogies to the Forgotten…

1.Orchids within scaling crusts from oft ignored arms of silent benevolence, flimsy roots spread as octopus tentacles, struggling for survival: sapping vitality from dying sinews of antiquity, lost within misty recollections of frenzied storms of old- to blossom into vibrant hues, breathing exotic scents and wearing with panache, illusion of unsullied dewy, innocence- unknown to …