He signalled and slowed down, trafficator blinking. Some things are facile, changing course inclusive. One gives a space in front, another pulls his car into it. But with time he … Continue Reading About Changing Lanes
They hold and feed me like a neonate. They carry me about as though I’ve got no legs. I can neither see nor cavort with my great-great-great-grandchildren. My age-mates long … Continue Reading Laments Of The Very Old
Ageing! You inevitable menacing eventuality You irreversible fading of faculty Invisibly existing from inception Locked within the crate of infancy Override, terrified by juvenile But courageously storming at the climax … Continue Reading Ageing
Initiate the incidental message Renounce your petty solace Leave your eyes behind And Race in tune with your mind Trust your marbles as guide Your imaginations as guard If you … Continue Reading Penning Poem
Someone says Forget about your future I say Tell me to forget my future, compel me to quit The future I imagine gives me an immortal hope And my future … Continue Reading Forget About My Future?