Poetry – On writing

Always I have waited, for words to be wise before they are permitted on paper, evaluated, judged and criticized for accuracy lest they be decried as mere crap. A mask of intelligence seemed necessary, vulnerability was deemed un-necessary, always it felt more important to hide, all that actually needed to be shown. Moments rare areContinueContinue reading “Poetry – On writing”

Breaking free

I built them. Slowly and steadily Adding one brick after the other One fear after another Till the wall around was thick and strong It protected me from everything that was coming my way. But tomorrow, I will take a hammer and bring it down One by one, slowly and steadily Till nothing remains TheContinueContinue reading “Breaking free”