The Beautiful Tragedy of Franz Kafka – Part I

Who was Franz?

Leading to and sensitized by the devastating manslaughter and political conundrum that marred human goodwill in World War 1 arose a deviation from formulaic concoctions of the safe and trend-affirming overtly poetic literature.

It brooded a change in self-reflection and a stream of consciousness which was translated … Continue Reading

Colours of Love: Blue

Love for me will always be blue,
Tinged with sadness,
It’s a bittersweet hue.

Blue for the sky that Icarus fell through,
Trying to soar for freedom,
Too close to the Sun he flew.

Blue for the loss Daedalus felt,
When he beheld his boy,
Suffering the curse he was … Continue Reading

Colours of Love: Autumn

Weary of summers past and wary of the winter to come – Autumn is a gaunt, worn veteran, hunched over on public benches. He sits with pursed lips, silently mouthing the ending of every story that begins now. As the harsh, dry wind claws the leaves off the trees, the … Continue Reading

Colours of Love: Pink

You carved little hearts out of the cement,

and I laid down the foundation of the road.

We paved the path together, and now you repent

for creating with me, your house and my humble abode.

 

Our hearts, which were once whole, are now empty with agony,

I forwent … Continue Reading

Colours of Love: White

Many have attributed love to varied hues,

And they may have gotten their colours right.

But I only know this much to be true;

That love has surrounded me day and night.

 

Love is the colour of the sealed envelope

That my mother tears open with a haunting scream.… Continue Reading

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