And then a drop of rain slid through the yellow scales leaving on its wake a watery trail A beetle approached, on the leaf it lodged the leaf with a sigh bent - and it shed the watery gem on the grey folds of a tiny humorless pebble below This scene they enacted before my eyes… Continue reading The Fabric of Truth
Month: November 2010
Amateurish Aesthetics
Beauty seems to be that aspect which makes infinite meditation possible. So the beauty of the flower inspires the poet to compose a beautiful verse which sets off a series of composition by those inspired by the beautiful verse and so on.. The flower, the scene, the sky, the bird the river, the maiden are… Continue reading Amateurish Aesthetics
Writer’s Block
Its getting difficult now to write poetry or to even think about fiction. Feels as if every single line will squeeze the life out of me. That I've to be mad, not just a little bit-which I'm already, but let madness take over me in a fit of delirium. Words and sentences, which at first… Continue reading Writer’s Block
