Bloom /Blogmas ’21

A rivulet of sweat rolls down your forehead, threatening to invade the right eye.
You huff and shut your eyelids tight, wiping it off with the back of your left hand and resume work.
Oh, these tiresome days!
Unending hours of sweltering in the enraged sunlight, bruised red and burnt brown from its fire piercing your skin.
You feel like you’d melt under the heat of the predicament, or perhaps, vapourise into thin air.
But, even with the looming possibility of a blackout, ragged breathing and shaking limbs, you stand there persistently.

Camera Roll /Blogmas ’21

Time ebbs away in the blink of an eye,
The harder you clench your fist, the faster it gushes out.
Call it the law of nature or a beautiful tragedy if you will:
It leaves behind a wet palm.
For life is an ongoing slideshow
And I’m trying to burn it in my retinas,
freezing fluid moments in the confines of my memory.
Tracing the rugged edges of the albums with my fingers,
I buckle in for a rollercoaster ride.

First Snow /Blogmas ’21

Of distant dreams, whimsical winters,
And a bottomless longing for the first snow of the season.
I’d feel it brewing in the chilly breeze,
Ears perked up due to the soft rustling of leaves that whisper among themselves.
And eavesdropping wouldn’t seem half bad in that fuzzy state of want.
Maybe I’d look up at the silent sky more than usual-
Squinted brown eyes demanding an answer from the vast canvas, painted in a brilliant hue of blue.