I will wait

Nail marks buried
on skin skimmed
off from the air

Let’s bleed
among the patient
clouds for today
And, watch it
shape away
shape in
shape less

I am patient

Why is the most
important thing
in life – to
live without


  1. Very profound! “Lets bleed among the patient clouds for today”- this is just superb. I love the whole poem but this particular line is the dear one. I am impressed with the lingering quest here. It demands reasoning. I just love it this way.
    Shine Bright!

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    1. Thanks, R! You always shower me with such kind words, I sometimes wonder if I even deserve it…BUT you’re just so adorable that I choose to believe you, always. ❀
      That particular line came to me when I went on a night walk last night, it occurred to me then when I saw a cloud turn from something like an elephant to a gate-like structure..then it split then drifted away. It was very beautiful. And, yes the last line, it is open to interpretations. πŸ™‚
      Love and hugs!

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      1. My Pleasure, D! There is oen beautiful thing which my granny used to say always…. “”you cannot expect any honesty from others when you have not given any. If you really want others to give honest opinion, then it becomes your responsibility to give honest opinion to others in the first place” For me my time is very precious and I utilise it wisely. I never waste my time on things which I do not like.

        But I am not upset with your disbelief. At one time, I too asked the same question to Fred. I doubted my talent. Leave abut my comments, appreciations and everything. Just take your worth and leave it if you feel it is not for you. I did the same. Honestly, though we say, “I did not like my writing” , heart of heart we are our first admirers. WE love our poem, Had we felt that our poem is nonsense then we would not have posted it and made fun of ourselves, Right?
        So steer off the veils of doubts and question yourself, dear.

        Stay Cool and do not worry much about whether you deserve or not. Even I deal with bouts of self doubt. We are humans…lets be proud of our weaknesses too.
        What I appreciate is you asked. I always say..when in doubt always ask. Poochne mein kya jaata hai…hmm?

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      2. Aww, that’s so true – never expect honesty if you can’t give any – I agree that I wouldn’t have shared my poems if I didn’t like them, and I mostly like what I share, ‘mostly’ not always though, and I know it happens with everyone. Sometimes I think that I am repeating myself so that’s when I take a plunge in the pool of doubt, but your words are always encouraging, honest to the core – so thank you for the smile on my face, R!
        You’re very precious to me. ❀

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      3. Dearest, Light… never ever feel that you are repeating yourself…..certain emotions and moods repeat in our life constantly so there is no surprise in it. Same story written in 100 different types and each type is yet different to read. Samjhe!!!!

        You are always precious and sweet, dear.
        Shine Bright! πŸ™‚


  2. Great poem. It certainly leaves space for personal interpretation. I know what mine is πŸ™‚
    To live without hurting… the desire of all and the reality of none.
    Big hug.
    πŸ™‚ ❀

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    1. Ah, what a superb interpretation! Yes indeed, it is the reality of none and that’s why we’re on an incessant pursuit of it. πŸ™‚
      Hugs for you too! πŸ˜€
      And, I have something for you Staci…muffins! Share away with your adorable kids. ❀

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    1. Ah, yes, I do too. I’ll take you along if I find a way to be there! Thank you, my dear friend, your unwavering love gives me a lot of hope and inspiration. ❀ ❀

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    1. Thank you, C!
      I read the verse you’ve shared…I was deluged with so many emotions that I could not say anything. You’re always so great, C, you’re a genius.

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      1. Haha you cannot stop me, mate! XD
        So..let’s talk about what you wrote in the summer of ’69…sorry was it ’89? AHAHAHAH, I laugh at my own jest. Wow.

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