Intrepid Inscape

This poem is in the form of a sonnet and is inspired by the Japanese woodcut paintings called “ukiyo-e”.

I take my smartphone and scroll endlessly until the screen is burnt with prints, with LEDs, ping! I wait for the time to pass, I wait...

Here, let me just place this on top of the other thing that I bought, two days back, for what I thought would help me be a better person....

If I could forget that day when we ran up the hill with our feet as light as the summer’s rain; our hairs flowing behind to reach for our...

I thought of planning for the week ahead. Get started with grooming Progress, like I should have done years ago. For all these years have...

I am not really a storyteller of sorts, I tend to let my mind wander too far; too often. It’s very hard for me to keep things concise. A...

We have carried out the unspeakable, quiet behind the sheets of whispers, jubilant before the questioning gaze, triumphant we lay in a...

Streetlights hanging from organic trees that which grow tearing the concrete floors, halo of hope they create in my mind as they fuel in...

Moments make up my time while time passes by, overhead slow, and slowly I meld with the evening sunlight passing through your auburn...

We make amends with our quiet misconceptions; with the weight of our worries whirling within. We move around with measured disposition,...