"As I am Now, I am Not the Wife for You!" -Nora Helmer-

A doll in a house
A comfy little place
A 'featherbrain spouse'
As Ibsen says,

I am sure to be the one
If I ever get married. So
I'd rather be none, till
I'm six feet buried!


-Uththara-

Musings

Thoughts
are like soap bubbles
magical and enlightening
They appear free
to the chained eye
but they move at the command of the wind,
filling our minds with a momentary delight
until they softly touch a pebble
of reality
and burst
into nothingness

I wish I could trace their path
track them around, hunt them down,
cage them in an old blank sheet
never let them vanish
never let them touch
even the softest glance of reality

Yet impossible it is...
to seal their inevitable fate
permanently with ink
'cause they are bubbles;
they vanish at a blink...

-Uththara-

Help!

Drowning
In the quicksand of memories
It's cold, it's wet, it's fragrance wild.
Every move, every kick, every beating of the heart
every blink of an eye
sink me deeper
in life-sucking reveries
A hand is all I am seeking right now
to pull me out of this lulling pit of death
black, white, weak, strong, young, or old
All look alike to a dying eye.

-Uththara-