That which pulsates venom

A Snake of Rickshaws

onto the street, a meandering snake is there,

crawling, creeping in wayward wavelengths,

coiled with the lives of many being the skin of

this vagrant; venomous just for me because

I am a vulture of voluptuous veal, vying for

a guttural chord to escape my throat, to convey

the monotone of fear, that which resides, creeps

much like the snake of rickshaws does in my sight,

.

it is there right along my nerves, pulsating venom

through me, to its prey: the vinyl vessel of life

.

Photograph clicked 18 March’14.

Concert of Heart

Bravo!

there you go,

you have come to the concert

of your beating heart,

.

you explore within yourself,

andante swimming through blood,

playing piano on the nerves,

drawing graffiti of your desires,

.

on the tri-layers of this beating blob,

you touch your life spirit,

by being where no one has ever been,

the lagoon of your identity,

.

you see and find your shades everywhere,

imprinted over one another after another,

in crescendo, you sing in your baritone,

the echoes of emotions,

.

you have kept in check for so long,

this is the bank where you store,

the depleted dreams and

borrow new ones on credit,

.

this is the piazza where thoughts

mingle with the feelings,

tending you to make decisions

and keep on going,

.

this is the villa you shall visit,

from time to time and bathe

in the Tuscan sunshine,

but you must now go back

.

before you are entranced

within this maze,

leave, go on,

Ciao!

.

* The words in italics are derived from Italian and have become a part of English dictionary. For dVerse Poetics.

Photo source

Day 17: Favorite Quote from A Book

I have many favorite quotes that come from a variety of books. Some of them are:-

“Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (…) You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”
— John Green (Looking for Alaska)

“But there was something I liked about the idea of those seeds buried so deep having at least a chance to emerge”
— Sarah Dessen

“We took away your art because we thought it would reveal your souls. Or to put it more finely, we did it to prove you had souls at all.”
— Kazuo Ishiguro (Never Let Me Go)

“What is pertinent is the calmness of beauty, its sense of restraint. It is as though the land knows of its own beauty, its own greatness, and feels no need to shout it.”
— Kazuo Ishiguro (The Remains of the Day)

“Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.”
— J.D. Salinger (The Catcher in the Rye)

“No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.”
— Jay Asher (Thirteen Reasons Why)

“When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.”
— John Green (Paper Towns)

I will not write anything else but this:-

“A quote is something that grabs your heart; you feel its absence in your chest because it has been stolen by the words that you thought were written just for you.”

-HA