Buns and Corners

As human as they come.

Category: Verses

  • Little Miss Maturity

    Little miss maturity, misplaced through the ages Mischief lurking deep restrained by the good girl Bumping off of ill fit pieces clicking in at intervals Marvelled, charmed, awed mostly lost, guilted, appalled Little miss maturity she strains her neck around Stumbles back, teetering ahead is where the stream flows on…

  • You, the silent threat

    You, who came at a time nations scoped for fragility in the other. You, who set foot as our species did the unspeakable unto itself. You, who also came to witness the dirt in the hamper hidden behind the triumphs we erected. You, who came to the exit of the…

  • Balance

    Is balance found in threes Or does it always have to be even? Are we always right or are there several ‘rights’. I always wonder, if balance is maybe an illusion That perhaps in a sense we are all unhinged, Dreaming of that perfect round table full of unbridled laughter.…

  • A Poetess in the Unmaking

    When I was five, I wrote with the flair of a poetessI rambled on about friends and foes,misspelled words and all.When I was ten, I fancied myself a poetess of my times,I wrote about the beauty of rains and the sky full of stars.When I was fifteen, on dewy mornings…

  • What is your worth?

    Is your self worth attached to a wallOr in the hidden notes of clinking medalsIs it aroused by appreciative callsOr buried in the vanity of pancake that a magazine peddlesDoes your self worth dart behind the choicest insultsOr do you find it cowering at the foot of a bellowOr have…