Hey! You... The lady with the most unkempt hair Did you just brush off layers from those medallions up there? I'm talking to you.... My lady...with the most unkempt hair. Can you put aside your ladle for a little while and lend me an ear... A stolen moment... What? Don’t tell me now that the …
Z-ed(Z) or Zee(Z)
I met a friend Who carried in his hand A bunch of lilies galore, ‘Ah! Those Flaars (flowers),’ I cried He smirked and smiled. ‘Flaars are gone,’ he said ‘It’s Flah-wer you see, Times are changing You need a new dictionary!!!’ I brushed this meeting aside Calling it his pride Until a day in …
Yesterday
Like an old habit that dies hard Yesterday hangs on. Standing in the doorway It tugs at my heartstrings. Spins a pale green yarn to keep me snug when winter sets in. Dissolves like saccharin in a cup of sugarless tea, and tempts me with its simplicity. Pulls out half a poem written in spring …
Bare foot
This hundred word story was written for a flash fiction contest hosted by Women's Web.
X is Unknown
So are Y and Z, you would say. But no, it is X and only X that is quintessentially unknown. A history of X can easily verify my claim but I am not delving into it right now. The status of X (unknown) came into limelight while I was in school. I wasn’t very friendly …
Walk a While, Just Another Mile
I refused to plug my ears or play a vintage number. It was going to be my inaugural walk on an unfamiliar road. The decision had been taken off the cuff. There were no Google Maps to guide me. Just a stark, lonely road that lay ahead. The safest bid would have been to hang …
