A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)



Neat, clear, legible.

Shall I
Contain my content
Within them?
Doubts punctuate
The easy distribution
Of the sky of notions
Of clouds-
Storm gatherers.
The bubbling angst
Of liquid molten emotion.

Do I lock my universe
In a grid?
Or go-

Right off it.

Drop by determined drop.
Blur the lines
With my own es-scents.


And let the storm
Pour down
Wear down

That, which would



4 September 2014
(You guessed right – words spiralling out of control, from silence of an exam hall 🙂 )
Pic. Courtesy: Google Image Search 🙂


Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

4 thoughts on “Gridlines

  1. I love the formation and the word play! Super!!! 🙂

    When you cross a grid, do you get into another? Do we live in concentric grids and break open from one to land into another? –>
    A grid within a grid within a grid, i would say! 😀


  2. FEEL outside the box they told
    and how much could the darned box hold
    till unable to contain the CONTENT, they fold
    spilling everything uncontrolled.

    Contended absolutely!!! 🙂


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