A short verse. Random.
In my dreams you traverse like a caress that I can see, alas cannot feel
And when I’m awake you taunt me with the distance that separates us
My dreams are then to me more dearer.
Tags: Original Poetry, Poem, Poetry, Verse

As this everlasting night lapses into silence
Our hearts lit with moonlight, eyes sparkling that light,
We waggle together with this voiceless accent.
Our lips part to talk but stop and tremble;
Like baiting, half-blossomed flower-petals,
Speaking the tongue of the tender night-breeze–
Only we know what we entreat each other
In this everlasting silent night.
 
Tags: Original Poetry, Poem, Poetry, Writing

I’m back after more than a month. Much water has flowed…okay chuck that! Grrr…what did I want to say? Oh well…I don’t know. I most definitely wanted to say something but it escapes me now…
Oh yeah! Here goes.
Before we begin, the previous para is a very substandard illustration of a fancy technique of [...]

Written after a longish hiatus from blogging. Comments & criticism welcome as always.
Rebirth
Inside, the swirling wind swishes continuously
swooshing over my shut stony tomb
not powerful to slide its slab though
stiff enough to arouse the stirrings
of disturbance inside the confined hole.
Dark and bottomless, but I can’t see–
I’m stirring and trying to turn,
I wind my neck tight and [...]

Can’t yell out at you now for
Inflamed fights over small beer–
A yell once in months two or eight, or a year or
In smoking afternoons or hazy rings of eventides
In stinking cellars or dizzy stairs–
Verbal brawls wasted and
Now long forgotten
Now recalled in raw hurt.
The yell eternally strangled,
A promise to remain unfulfilled,
A source parched [...]

Kris inspired this post with her musings on doing UX in an Agile environment. Echoing her concerns, here are some lessons I learned working as a writer in that setup. Agile emphasizes on minimal planning and doing things at short intervals or iterations. In a way, every iteration has a specific, measurable goal, which is [...]

I’m not a great admirer of T.S Eliot’s poetry. It doesn’t mean I dislike it. If the much-touted Wasteland supposedly showcases his talent at its pinnacle, I must say it is not quite a talent at all. I like his Love Song of Alfred J Prufrock much better in comparison. Here’s the thing: if the [...]

Another poem. Comments and criticism welcome as usual.
Noises on my way to work–
Opposite me, on the outside,
From the side hurtling forth with unexpected rush,
Overtaking me from directions real and imaginary.
Loud sounds around the window or
When I open my door, I welcome more noise to trespass;
Walks all around inside my house,
Its power empowers but itself.
Cymbals [...]

It’s almost been a month since I posted something. Here’s some original poetry I wrote on the fly dedicated to the One Who Shall not be Named.

I quite like the way you clarify
With words repeated and repetitive wordplay
With conjoined alphabets and letters– or is that
Alphabetter, the way you invent your own
Spellings, assign old sounds to [...]

I’ve been a long time admirer of 37Signals roughly from when it was a Web design/consulting company to its current avatar. Naturally, I have to share Jason’s superb posts on effective writing. He calls them “writing decisions” but it eventually culminates in effectiveness because it is aimed at achieving some goal.