Empty Spaces Thus Spake to Me!

Empty spaces thus spake to me, The barrenness of Earth, The quietness of a river. Roaring clouds commanded - “Leave thy clever thoughts behind, And fly away on the wings of emptiness.” Circus of life revealed to me, The madness of human existence, The finality of death. The Fierce lightning called out - “Leave the … Continue reading Empty Spaces Thus Spake to Me!

The Bipolar September

It isn't summer anymore, but even the winter hasn't arrived yet. The bipolar September is that time of the year when the morning breeze contains just a a whiff of chilliness. Yet the blessed season hasn't yet bid goodbye to the hot summer. The season can't be compared to the visual feast that the flowers-abundant … Continue reading The Bipolar September