“Men most often know what they want, yet they are not always sure how they feel. Women most often know how they feel, yet they may not always know what they want.” ― Ken Poirot Now, that above quote may or may not be true. You can decide. Personally, I'm not sure that I always know … Continue reading Hot Yoga, Soul Searching and Male-Female Friendships
"Never attempt to murder a man who is committing suicide." - Woodrow Wilson If there was ever anything constant in my life, it's been my ever-present desire to be loved, my fear of death, and ultimately, unconsciously, a desire to die. A fine cocktail mixed for a lonely person whose fear of impending doom only … Continue reading When the World is Looking Dark, Choose to live
"Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!" - Charles Dickens Happy Holidays Everybody! I hope that the Christmas holidays have been treating you all well. … Continue reading Happy Holidays to You World!
An intelligent looking man sits at the front of a classroom behind a desk. He’s framed perfectly in the middle, with a pile of novels to one side and a laptop to the other. He’s using the reflection in his monitor to straighten out the creases in his grey blazer jacket. Afterward, he combs back … Continue reading The Cure for the Writing Boor
"Capitalism is like fire: keep it under control and it will give you heat and light; leave it untended and it will consume everything in its path.” ― Billy Bragg Neoliberalism and Class Struggle One of my favourite classes in University has been Social and Political Thought because it's focused on important philosophers who've influenced the … Continue reading Neoliberalism and Class Struggles in Democracy (w/ Karl Marx and David Harvey)
“Home is where you go to find solace from the ever-changing chaos, to find love within the confines of a heartless world, and to be reminded that no matter how far you wander, there will always be something waiting when you return.” ― Kendal Rob Hey there wolfpack, I'm hoooome! I just wanted to apologize … Continue reading The School Term Comes to an End, Back to Blogging
A big group of us were passing through a luscious valley. The trees were green, the birds were singing and there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky. The kids were boisterous and chasing each other around acting as satellites to our group’s gravity; for the children this was a beautiful day. Yet, for the … Continue reading A Trail Through the Valley
Truth is beautiful, Truth is good, Good is beautiful, Good is truth, Beauty is good, Beauty is truthful. The Pinnacle of Celestial Qualities Corrupted by humanities cross and ugly natures. For everything that is not good, is not beautiful. For everything that is not true, is not good. Beauty marred only behind the fires of his basest desires, and in … Continue reading Lying Just Beyond the Mortal Light
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8J87zDGwBxc Let me tell you the tale of young Bozo the buffoon With the face of a clown but the depth of a spoon Spent many-a-night alone in the dark, where he'd croon. He created animal balloons beneath a glowing pink moon, He'd tie up chiphumps, pelliquacks and alligorks too. Six hundred kinds of balloon … Continue reading Good Clowns Don’t Frown!
Wayfarer Roaming the mounts Wandering the seven seas There is much to explore Much to feed his fantasies Trysts of meandering rivers And bridges, extending arms To the summits encircling them Lying vulnerably are the farms. He maunders around places From dales to towns Where pines are sentinels And the peaks form crowns. Nature takes … Continue reading Wild Poetry: Wayfarer (By Rashi Singh)
Snow sails softly signifying Santa soon. Making more melodramatic meandering- Believably, by bringing brackish boon. Propagated peace; plus pretentious philandering, Transformed torches tipped to the tallow. So some sailing snows should suspect surrender. Softening, stimulating, sickeningly shallow; solvent- Tossing, turning till ticking times turn tender. Free-foraging forgiveness from fearful fetid family fallows. Breezes blow by … Continue reading An Arctic Air Anoon
It's been a while since I've just written without any real objective in my writing, and sometimes that spurs all sorts of different revelations or reflections. So, today I thought that I would return to that sort of writing... Let's start with, what's been new with me? Well, I've been working hard at my studies … Continue reading University, Updates and Reflections
Beneath the wistful skies, I behold... the sight of auburn autumn, on my threshold... Sweeping strokes of the whistling winds, brushing my cheeks.... Under fading warmth of the sun and air, so bleak... Once brimming with youth, the sunflowers bold.... Now stooping down, growing old.... Once swooning in verdant luscious foliage.... the lovelorn trees now, standing bare … Continue reading Wild Poetry: Autumn (By Sarika)
Darkness, Darkness, Darkness Drape nothing but black velvet before my eyes And hide me from the reality which I've seen before me. Creatures darker than the nights skies, With terrible glowing lenses through which they see. Ugly horrible things that prey upon the living, They tear the fleshy sinew clear from their bones. The blood … Continue reading Darkness, Darkness, Darkness
Where Shadows Cannot Reach (House of Heart) Without you I've become narrow. In your absence I've forgotten how to love and autumn is an ache beneath my ribs crumbling like my world the last time I saw you. I have captured your voice, reassembled it in my throat so as not to forget the … Continue reading Shadows and Reconciliation – Poetry Collab (Ft. Holly of House of Heart)