Owl Poetry & Prose

It was a rather bespoke moment of revelation when I happened upon a word of yore, Bespoke was my reaction for twas something I...

He pulled out the last 100 rupee note from his leather purse, sighed in resignation and pocketed it back into his well worn jeans....

They both stayed encased in this fragile glass shell Both damaged, and damaging but cocooned by the false serenity the shell offered They both...

She was late after work and hurried home to get ready for her friend’s birthday party. She knew most of the crowd though of...

You know you are a creative soul because nothing gives you more pleasure than creating something new. Be it music, art, dance, literature or...

Are you a trophy? Are you the guy everyone wants to say they know? Are you the one who stands out at a show?...

I met Dorian Gray On a misty eve in January Oh what a charmer, what a delight To my starved senses a sturdy source...

And he stood amongst the droplets of conversation, surrounded by people who smile but who are never happy, very much like himself. He had...

A thing of beauty yet deadly The Poison Flame can be fuel or fire that conquers your heart’s desire Let it be the kindling...

Penned in darkness Surrounded by madness What thoughts do crowd my troubled mind? Is one so ruthless that it lies latent Covered up by...