Inda : Writing

Silver Lines

Silver Lines

A Poem by Inda


Silver Lines Silver lines Run across The plains; Adorn the tiles Of my bathroom floor. Silver rhymes, Vivid and gross; ..
The poet's silver lining.

The poet's silver lining.

A Poem by Inda


The poet’s silver lining “What a shame.” Lost the game, -she played with his heart, Now it’s torn apart. ..
What's that?

What's that?

A Poem by Inda


What’s that? Cold hands, a stare. the heart understands There’s something there. -Something new, what it is, I ..
Red Eyed

Red Eyed

A Poem by Inda


Red Eyed Dire needs, The Wiseman heeds a warning, -the end is coming! Sleep deprived, red eyed and hung over. Head un..
Flicker

Flicker

A Poem by Inda


Flicker The faulty filament caused the light bulb to flicker. Her need to blame him caused them to bicker. Tears are common as the..
Mundane

Mundane

A Poem by Inda


Mundane James settled in, He’d been in a string Of mundane afternoons. Every channel was the same, So were the cartoon..
Insomnia

Insomnia

A Poem by Inda


Insomnia Like a hot knife to butter, he melts her into little pieces. Her eyes grow tired of tears. She longs for sleep, st..
I Saw

I Saw

A Poem by Inda


I saw I saw, My neighbor- the carpenter, he bought the old, worn shoes. I saw, I saw it fall. Yesterday’s r..
The Bookworm

The Bookworm

A Poem by Inda


The Bookworm The night was quiet, the fat one quit his diet and the skinny one threw up. The old one mumbled, spat in his plastic..
Does it Show?

Does it Show?

A Poem by Inda


Does it Show? Who am I? I’ll never know. If I love her, then why is it hard to show?