Shaping the World

International Women's Day

sweet tears

at the point where night bids farewell she raises her head, crowned by a pallu of sizzling red, gold a slender mangalsutra enhances her slightly inverted neck the strongest of henna the darkest of kohl the boldest of kumkum a piercing flame from the nath as ittar fades into memories of a thousand jasmine buds … Continue reading sweet tears

Big Ideas, Little Country

I recently wrote in my poem Against the Moon: you do not need to be in a position of power to influence the ways of the world  Last night I came across an excellent and important message which I would like to share. Take a few minutes to watch:   It seems like we, our leaders have been … Continue reading Big Ideas, Little Country

the sound and the fury

the sound and the fury of suppressed anger hovers behind them smiling eyes I wouldn't taunt her if I were you ...

titanium tears

lustrous titanium tears shed from the ore of emotion a catalyst for relationships the science of a woman requires no evidence ~~~ she has adequate instinct

back to silence

if you turn your back to silence it makes you complicit in its cover up karma filters through time transcends the loudest denials if you turn your back to silence it will pursue and shroud you when you need it ...the least and... if you turn your back to silence under assumption it means subjugation … Continue reading back to silence

golden leaves

her anklet shimmering and golden leaves behind a jingle with every other footstep as she searches in vain for the missing one this is my second post for the day, since I had been on a short holiday :)

the pedestal cracks

I have not written about the place of a woman in society before. Simply because I never knew what to say. Then I came across an article which had some stunning photos, and I found the words....these words... woman created as a symbol of fertility an inspiration for architecture a cradle for divinity a source of … Continue reading the pedestal cracks

Disequilibrium – The Price of Civilization

I am re-posting my poem Disequilibrium as a response to Dungeon Prompt the price of civilization  Disequilibrium Straightened back, learnt to walk on two Reached for the highest fruit Tamed fire, sharpened your mind Instinct on mute Trekked over lands, navigated waters Cruised through the air There would have been plenty, all to live in … Continue reading Disequilibrium – The Price of Civilization

Disequilibrium

Straightened back, learnt to walk on two Reached for the highest fruit Tamed fire, sharpened your mind Instinct on mute Trekked over lands, navigated waters Cruised through the air There would have been plenty, all to live in affinity Paradise to share What happened Do you recall? Necessities are scarce, frivolities up for grab More … Continue reading Disequilibrium