Anant Dhavale
@anantdhavale.bsky.social
Poet. Much of the stuff I post here is impromptu and un-edited.
Pinned
articles from the past:
unpolished drafts,
to-do lists,
a detached awareness
of the one dimensional
slippage of
time.
. Anant
#vss365
unpolished drafts,
to-do lists,
a detached awareness
of the one dimensional
slippage of
time.
. Anant
#vss365
Street art as seen in Austin Tx. Kudos to the local artist.
November 4, 2025 at 2:33 PM
Street art as seen in Austin Tx. Kudos to the local artist.
Most suffer through the world deeming what came their way to be bearable. In a way making room for newer wrongs; emptying the mind and heart-space of the older ones.
.Anant #vss365 #microprose
.Anant #vss365 #microprose
September 10, 2025 at 2:07 PM
Most suffer through the world deeming what came their way to be bearable. In a way making room for newer wrongs; emptying the mind and heart-space of the older ones.
.Anant #vss365 #microprose
.Anant #vss365 #microprose
September 7, 2025 at 3:42 AM
Floating in an endless vacuum
trying to hold onto something
that doesn’t exist
A free fall is an experience
a life-study, a thought experiment
An unblemished acknowledgment
felt like the coarse hard ground
. Anant
#freeverse #random
trying to hold onto something
that doesn’t exist
A free fall is an experience
a life-study, a thought experiment
An unblemished acknowledgment
felt like the coarse hard ground
. Anant
#freeverse #random
September 4, 2025 at 6:46 PM
Floating in an endless vacuum
trying to hold onto something
that doesn’t exist
A free fall is an experience
a life-study, a thought experiment
An unblemished acknowledgment
felt like the coarse hard ground
. Anant
#freeverse #random
trying to hold onto something
that doesn’t exist
A free fall is an experience
a life-study, a thought experiment
An unblemished acknowledgment
felt like the coarse hard ground
. Anant
#freeverse #random
Things happening in an arbitrary state of mind
include my saying hello to you,
and your responding to me with an equally vacant hi.
But somewhere in between those
perfunctory courtesies
we enriched our
lonely hours.
.Anant
#vss365
include my saying hello to you,
and your responding to me with an equally vacant hi.
But somewhere in between those
perfunctory courtesies
we enriched our
lonely hours.
.Anant
#vss365
September 3, 2025 at 3:12 PM
Things happening in an arbitrary state of mind
include my saying hello to you,
and your responding to me with an equally vacant hi.
But somewhere in between those
perfunctory courtesies
we enriched our
lonely hours.
.Anant
#vss365
include my saying hello to you,
and your responding to me with an equally vacant hi.
But somewhere in between those
perfunctory courtesies
we enriched our
lonely hours.
.Anant
#vss365
September 3, 2025 at 1:12 AM
Between things we own
(And still don’t)
And our timid souls
Belonging is a thin filament
Break it, I say, break it now!
No, no, no! You’ll be lost!
You will be lost to the oblivion
You’ll be freed, I say.
Freed.
- Anant
(And still don’t)
And our timid souls
Belonging is a thin filament
Break it, I say, break it now!
No, no, no! You’ll be lost!
You will be lost to the oblivion
You’ll be freed, I say.
Freed.
- Anant
August 25, 2025 at 2:49 PM
Between things we own
(And still don’t)
And our timid souls
Belonging is a thin filament
Break it, I say, break it now!
No, no, no! You’ll be lost!
You will be lost to the oblivion
You’ll be freed, I say.
Freed.
- Anant
(And still don’t)
And our timid souls
Belonging is a thin filament
Break it, I say, break it now!
No, no, no! You’ll be lost!
You will be lost to the oblivion
You’ll be freed, I say.
Freed.
- Anant
Being ok, alright is a mixed bag.
August 24, 2025 at 2:11 PM
Being ok, alright is a mixed bag.
August 23, 2025 at 1:16 PM
All you’ve managed to do is
add your fistful to the world,
to something it was saturated with,
since before you were born :
a reek of selfishness
an omnipresent indifference.
- Anant
#vss365
add your fistful to the world,
to something it was saturated with,
since before you were born :
a reek of selfishness
an omnipresent indifference.
- Anant
#vss365
August 22, 2025 at 1:19 PM
All you’ve managed to do is
add your fistful to the world,
to something it was saturated with,
since before you were born :
a reek of selfishness
an omnipresent indifference.
- Anant
#vss365
add your fistful to the world,
to something it was saturated with,
since before you were born :
a reek of selfishness
an omnipresent indifference.
- Anant
#vss365
August 21, 2025 at 11:42 AM
August 15, 2025 at 2:05 PM
What he felt to be mystical soon faded away. Reality always took over; soon he was hungry and wanted to get on with the banal rituals of the day.
#microprose #vss365 #writing
P.s. If you are on TikTok - my handle is Anant_Dhavale
#microprose #vss365 #writing
P.s. If you are on TikTok - my handle is Anant_Dhavale
August 13, 2025 at 11:18 PM
What he felt to be mystical soon faded away. Reality always took over; soon he was hungry and wanted to get on with the banal rituals of the day.
#microprose #vss365 #writing
P.s. If you are on TikTok - my handle is Anant_Dhavale
#microprose #vss365 #writing
P.s. If you are on TikTok - my handle is Anant_Dhavale
My take on the current day lit-mag poetry. Take it with a grain of salt ! #poetry #literarymagzines
August 12, 2025 at 12:10 AM
My take on the current day lit-mag poetry. Take it with a grain of salt ! #poetry #literarymagzines
I like the way you laugh. It reminds of a brook, optimistic and playful. But I know how the world works. Seasons change, and tenderness withers away.
A deep gloom drowns his words.
So be it. She says. We’ll survive.
#VSS365 #microprose #microfiction
A deep gloom drowns his words.
So be it. She says. We’ll survive.
#VSS365 #microprose #microfiction
August 11, 2025 at 11:10 AM
I like the way you laugh. It reminds of a brook, optimistic and playful. But I know how the world works. Seasons change, and tenderness withers away.
A deep gloom drowns his words.
So be it. She says. We’ll survive.
#VSS365 #microprose #microfiction
A deep gloom drowns his words.
So be it. She says. We’ll survive.
#VSS365 #microprose #microfiction
Watching the day move through stages, like a spider climbing upward, the sun won’t budge and go down yet; the heat won’t relent. Summer reminds us of the bygones, the loves left behind.
AD
#vss365 #microprose #random
AD
#vss365 #microprose #random
August 9, 2025 at 12:26 PM
Watching the day move through stages, like a spider climbing upward, the sun won’t budge and go down yet; the heat won’t relent. Summer reminds us of the bygones, the loves left behind.
AD
#vss365 #microprose #random
AD
#vss365 #microprose #random
Micro-Story
Break rules, the reluctant master said, humanities prosper when brave souls push boundaries of existing knowledge n create new structures. The student felt disillusioned and went his own way.
Ten years later when he completed his first invention he understood.
#vss365 #microfiction
Break rules, the reluctant master said, humanities prosper when brave souls push boundaries of existing knowledge n create new structures. The student felt disillusioned and went his own way.
Ten years later when he completed his first invention he understood.
#vss365 #microfiction
August 6, 2025 at 2:07 PM
Micro-Story
Break rules, the reluctant master said, humanities prosper when brave souls push boundaries of existing knowledge n create new structures. The student felt disillusioned and went his own way.
Ten years later when he completed his first invention he understood.
#vss365 #microfiction
Break rules, the reluctant master said, humanities prosper when brave souls push boundaries of existing knowledge n create new structures. The student felt disillusioned and went his own way.
Ten years later when he completed his first invention he understood.
#vss365 #microfiction
By the edges of the day, lingers my voice. But the utterance is vague, so nothing remains. What remains is a sense of awareness, the immense burden of it. Such accumulation, what would be the sum of days. A nothingness, a Sunya, perhaps more than that. Who knows.
Anant
#microprose #micropoetry
Anant
#microprose #micropoetry
August 5, 2025 at 11:50 AM
By the edges of the day, lingers my voice. But the utterance is vague, so nothing remains. What remains is a sense of awareness, the immense burden of it. Such accumulation, what would be the sum of days. A nothingness, a Sunya, perhaps more than that. Who knows.
Anant
#microprose #micropoetry
Anant
#microprose #micropoetry
Reposted by Anant Dhavale
#InConversationInCritique is open. This isn’t some puff-piece Q&A—it’s a deep-dive interview and full-throttle critique by @alanparrywriter.co.uk. If your poetry can handle the heat, step in.
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Submit Your New Poetry Collection for Interview and Critique – Submissions Now Open - Alan Parry
I’m now accepting submissions for In Conversation, In Critique, a new series here on my personal author site, and part of PIL: Promoting Indie Lit. This feature offers something often missing from today’s literary coverage: a meaningful space where poets and their work are taken seriously, not solemnly, and where being read matters more than […]
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August 4, 2025 at 4:02 PM
#InConversationInCritique is open. This isn’t some puff-piece Q&A—it’s a deep-dive interview and full-throttle critique by @alanparrywriter.co.uk. If your poetry can handle the heat, step in.
🔗 alanparrywriter.co.u...
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