A Quest on Overdrive … :)

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



What do you believe in?

I’m asked, when protest

Beads in, on strings of thought

A natural zinging, of resonance.


What do you believe?

The next level of probing

In the inquisition of Faith

To pigeon-hole a generation.


Do remove the interrogator

I retort, and let the question determine.

They acquiesce, perplexed.

Do you believe?” Ha!


You are not of the Faith

They proclaim – brand you thus

If you were one, they argue,

Question us, dare you?


I believe, Oh! I do.

In the essential faith, I carry

Not in a retributive power

But in flawed humanity

That shall, ever, questing, make

Discoveries, within and without.


The zenith of our possibility

The nadir of our actions.


And, believing, we too can believe

In our own selves –

Pray to a forgiving power.

The ONE within, to help, the ONE WITHOUT.


29 October, 2018 (unpublished here 😮 ), for

2 April, 2020, Day 2 of #NaPoWriMo2020


WordPress and I have now crossed a decade together! Hell yeah! Thank you WP, for being that one place that always makes space for the words that sometimes visit, and for never complaining, when I do not visit 🙂


A Challenge

April’s nobody’s fool

Least of all, mine

For that is when

The bug hovers, as if to bite

And bite it does, it did,

Seemingly aeons past

Or so it feels, this moment.

So, I let that warm memory

Thaw them words, frozen

In that block,

Let it pool itself

And form what it will…

Verse, or worse

No matter what

This time, they shall

Not be stemmed

But shall grow on

Blossom how it will

And I shall let what

Fragrance will,

Waft from this

Rambler’s tapestry.

April, I shall suffer fools gladly

If only you would play me!


02 April, 2020 (Day 1 of #NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Writing Month, observed in some places 🙂 )