Dancing in the dark

(Painting ‘Incomplete Dance’ by Medha Pandey)   Why should I see you? When in my eyes, you didn’t find yourself. I was your mirror, still, in me, you seemed like someone else. I walk in darkness now, for your light left me blind. Thorns do kiss my feet, but the pain never finds it. Why should…

Contemplate

Some late summer evening, the warm wind bathed in this half-burnt pine forest will reach to your window. I hope the smell will take you back to the time when our intentions were frivolous, and we took pride in burning our love the moment we sneaked into each other’s mind. We were flying loose then….

A choice

Is it ‘the truth‘ or one of your fantasies? The words just escaped your mind, hovering over your landscape of judgment. Would you be able to land them on thin air? Can they come out freely encompassing the silence of pleasure or will they be subdued under the shiver of shame? How long have you…

The black butterfly-Excerpt

The butterfly, once again, mystified by the actors of the night; awaiting the sun to put a shadow on their perpetual fights. Source: The black butterfly