In the shadows

There are days when
darkness does not scare me
And then there are days when
I shy away from the light.
And my truth stays hidden.
At times a total renegade
to my own cause
I search for my reality
in another’s eyes…
only to see blurred, murky
Pools of reflections
Posing as my reality.
But the truth stays hidden.
It’s true…
the beasts dwell within.
My waning and forming
Forming and reforming
My light like the moon’s
Lies safe in the shadows.

I am not done with this one yet, but felt like sharing it nonetheless.

Look forward to reading your thoughts on it.

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Poem Excerpt

Am slowly limping back into social media. My novel’s final draft is almost done, and I now realise that it is not the final draft. I want to make a few more changes… Aaargh. To paraphrase Deepak from Masaan, “yeh drafts kahe katam nahi hote bey?” (Why doesn’t re-writing come to an end man?)

So, to not hate myself or my book (yes that’s possible when you live with it 24/7) I am blogging and posting again…

Thank you for reading.

Much love

BS