String – Day Twelve of NaPoWriMo

  There’s this ace puppeteer at this restaurant in Tinseltown and he said the secret to his magic  wasn’t how he pulled the strings,  instead it was how he spotted  the connections between things  that needed to be and things  that weren’t meant so. And also that haven is among those lives  which don’t depend... Continue Reading →

Ode To Invictus

When dawn donned the day's sky A crowd arose brimming with cheer and joy. A torch was lit with their talent as the wick, Inviting Invictus to town for a week. Here: minds interact in the halls of knowledge, Play it hard for the arena to acknowledge. Reviving and revving up the spirit of their... Continue Reading →

Contempt – Day Ten of NaPoWriMo

  You laughed at my kufi, so I laughed at your baseless mockery. You pointed at my turban, so I pointed out your groundless opinions. You told me to remove the cross around my neck, and I told you to remove the contemptuous thoughts from your head. You insulted me and my tolerance of this... Continue Reading →

Speckled—Day Eight Of NaPoWriMo

  "Speckled shades of scarlet and sapphire, did they blend to form flames of a fire?   Splatters of chrome and crimson, how did they stem from my imaginary prism?"   That night, all sense had ceased to exist, and two lovers were out for a tryst; chaos and pleasure, their names were called, who brought... Continue Reading →

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