Traveling Raconteur

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Littlies

The new little birdies are just opening their eyes to the world on Day 2. Pink bodied with sparse yellow hair, a distinct grey head with long blunt beaks, they … Continue reading

June 25, 2014 · Leave a comment

Returning from Beyazit

today’s daydream put me on a tram i was on my to beyazit to buy handpainted ceramic teacups but missed the station i thought it was no problem because i … Continue reading

June 25, 2014 · Leave a comment

Haiku-diem – Pigeon Egg

A mommy pigeon Abandoned her first egg after Humans touched it

June 25, 2014 · Leave a comment

Dancers, Dreamers

Sitting beside a potted orange plant my mother waters everyday, in a third floor balcony and on a rocking chair… I see a hazy red sky over me and below … Continue reading

June 25, 2014 · Leave a comment

Dreaming Of A Big…

dreaming of a big rosewood writing table on a beach with a typewriter on it, an old bottle with a single flower, a stargazer lily maybe, a pitcher of cool … Continue reading

June 25, 2014 · Leave a comment

A Few Things About My Father

I know it to be true That the most important thing a father can do For his children, is to love their mother. Sometimes I find them in the balcony … Continue reading

June 18, 2013 · Leave a comment

An Imagined Evening in London

Dear London, all I want for today is to be at your Wembley’s with this someone I know who wishes just the same. This someone who now makes my everyday … Continue reading

May 27, 2013 · Leave a comment

Upon Being an Accidental Pg3 Socialite

Upon Being an Accidental Pg3 Socialite He asked ‘Sir, Madam, photo please,’ We were all feeling great, our hair dancing to breeze And hence we went ‘umm, okay’ and said … Continue reading

May 27, 2013 · Leave a comment

Dear Mary

Dear Mary, I am so happy today! I danced this morning for I woke up with such energy, I felt I could do anything. I feel yellow! Dear Mary, I … Continue reading

January 24, 2013 · Leave a comment

And a poem is memorised

I was alone at lunch today it didn’t make me lonely in fact I was gay for I realized slowly alone is freedom and this lunch table my kingdom I … Continue reading

January 24, 2013 · Leave a comment

What kind of a writer are you?

Today someone asked me ‘what kind of a writer are you?’ I am the kind of writer who often writes about emotions, of what people do when they are happy … Continue reading

January 24, 2013 · Leave a comment