Still, in the storm

In the storm, two leavesTossed around MercilesslyAfraid of chaosLonely, hurt and uncertainBlown away to the nowhere Then in a momentIn a miraculous actThey lock togetherSwirling and dancing as onestill, together, forever In the eye of stormSwirling melodiouslyThe storm meant no threatEverything stood still and watchedOnly Song they heard, not roar

A fly on the nose

A fly on the noseSeenFeltYet unassailable.Staring throughMillion eyesRubbing few of its handsIn a smirkYet seemingly vulnerableA strike Must do the trickA quick And a precise oneElse you may have your noseUnavailable But that’s whatThe superior human mind thinksStrategising a strikeBut a fraction to lateFor the dipteranIs unconquerableIt fliesQuicker than the strikeIt’s a flyNo wonderThe contemptContinue reading “A fly on the nose”

The tech leap would be fun, Right?

How has technology changed your job? Ink driedthe scribble on paper and it made senseonce I read a little later Fingers typedand the screen blinkedwords appeared as the glowing pixels linked speaking wordsthe blank screen heardreproducing faithfullyin the font preferred A thoughtis all that it takesto conjure a wishand the magic it creates I noContinue reading “The tech leap would be fun, Right?”