Fondue 07

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Attempts at poetry

(more…)

1922 Poetry#15.

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Attempts at poetry

~ Transcript ~


Tipsy prose,
Dipped in rhyme,
Must all your verse end in vain?” 
A happy ending-
-needs no friend.
It’s poetry born tucked in bed.
An end in ache –
It only sleeps
rocked all night by my poem’s breeze.

~ fessonia

Lighthouse backdrop

1145 Poetry#14 – Love, Papa.

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Attempts at poetry

~ Transcript ~


I watched you grow, on land, by my side.
With sand for feet, the sea for eyes, you’d say –
“As soon as I’m whole, I’ll conquer the tide.”
Lips curved with yours, neck nodded along,
Hands cradling the knot that held you at bay.

In a blink, you were ready, whole and taut.
Sails blew full, oars kissed the sea.
I whispered a prayer, let go your knot –
“Wary of the whirls, wary of the winds.”
“I know daddy, now please let me be?”

Can’t follow you through. Not made for that.
Rockaway my little boat. I’ll watch you roam.
Storm the ocean, plant your flag.
In case of need, those times of rotten luck,
Look above, I burn just to guide you home.

Love, 
Papa.

Photograph : Property of @luminosilhouette

Excelsior

Posted Leave a commentPosted in 101, Attempts at poetry, Captain's Log, Commentary, Nerdgasm, Rants, Storyboard, Travel logs

Lonely Starman | A Short Story.

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Nerdgasm, Storyboard

Mandatory Exposition I


In 1972, Mankind launched the Pioneer 10 space probe into outer space with a message, should any intelligent extraterrestrials come into contact with it. Pioneer 11 followed the next year. More sophisticated records with audio and visual data were sent later in 1977 aboard the Voyager probes. We had already been broadcasting radio signals into the abyss starting from 1962 with a Morse code message to Venus and countless more sophisticated messages into deep space towards probable planetary systems. The signals range from rudimentary ‘Hello’s to intricate data about our DNA and location, a craigslist listing for apartments, a deep space communication FAQ list, sounds of vaginal contractions and a Doritos advert.

(more…)

Captain’s log 06112018 – Three-hour Wonderland.

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Captain's Log

So I just saw experienced Sarkar and I have some thoughts. Not a review, the thoughts aren’t about just this movie rather the state of the average Indian cinemagoer as a whole.

(more…)

The last voice cover.

The Last Voice. | A short story.

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Storyboard

“Edward.”

The man flinched, nearly dropping his book. How could I have startled him? I’ve been here a long time. “I’m sorry, I thought you knew I was here. I see you every day” – I tried to apologise.

(more…)

Whisper confession collage body positivity gone too far

Rant#20 – I’d like to weigh in on this…

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Commentary, Rants

Don’t tell people, “You’re not fat, you’re beautiful.” Fat isn’t the opposite of beautiful, it’s the opposite of healthy. Fat here means large deposits of fatty tissue over and between muscles and along the walls of blood vessels, you know? the thing it was supposed to mean. Not people who wish their waistline was just an inch smaller.

(more…)

Updated cover unfinished poem

1530 Poetry#13 – Unfinished.

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Attempts at poetry

~ Transcription ~


To the house that was never built,

Had my eyes set fifty years to the morrow –
How the sun would dance on the front porch,
To the crooked treehouse in the backyard.
Cut the strongest of wood,
Called the bravest of men.
Seventeen weeks of drawing up plans,
set on canvas, set foot on the ground.
But I did not know the ground would shake.
How could I know the ground would shake?

 fessonia

Featured image

Rant#18 – All the TV that made me (Pt 2)

Posted 1 CommentPosted in Rants
Continued from Part 1.

(more…)

Poetry Rain

2335 Poetry#12 – A rude interruption.

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Attempts at poetry

~ Transcription ~


A Rude Interruption

Scaled the skies, a grey cloud.
Split my path, a solemn rock.

Welled from within, one thousand drops.
Fell to your skin, home at last.

∈ fessonia

Rant#19 – The dark science rises.

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Commentary, Rants

Back in the day, pioneers like Copernicus and Galileo faced opposition for their stand on science from both men of religion, who were worried it was disagreeing with their God and men of science, who were more loyal to their predecessors and had a difficult time adjusting to their worldview being toppled over. These people denied science because their trust was placed elsewhere. Today’s scientists face a different kind of deniers, those whose trust lies only in distrusting science itself.

(more…)

The Variable cover photo

The Variable | A short story.

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Nerdgasm, Storyboard

“We are ready for you, Arnim.”

(more…)

1600 Poetry#11 – Closure

Posted Leave a commentPosted in Attempts at poetry

Rant #18 – All the TV that made me. (Pt 1)

Posted 1 CommentPosted in Rants

Much like the universe, my journey with TV too began with the big bang (theory).

(more…)