TANKA
I kept searching for
soul-stimulating music
pockets of stillness
skipped attention-emptiness
needed new fillers
I lost direction
in questioning your maps-but
that fulfilling sense
of knowing more than you – still
keeps me going to the brink
insightful are those
cynical assertions-which
undermine you, yet
drive me in the quest for truth
to destinations afar
enlightenment drives
a literary genius
in reverse gear- now
searching for lost alphabets
to redefine story maps
crumbling thoughts make way
for spiritual statements
Was that really
me or my shadow?- living
in subliminal darkness
electric currents
in undulating patterns
define processes
we deem as intelligence
to redefine a lost self
the deep, dark pull of
potential of emptiness
charm of blank canvas
never escapes me – I wish
to paint a new universe
CINQUAIN
admire
free-flowing bonds
they held us together
with lasting elasticity
-just love
SHADORMA
don’t ever
underestimate
power of
pregnant pause
-words will never hold
the same deep meaning again
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #112

Tasty bits and bytes!
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Thank you, Lisa!
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You are very welcome, Reena.
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bass
is the place
to slam
the door
to the blues
tight!
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Thanks!
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Really good!!
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Thanks!
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Words of wisdom, nice one, Ma’am. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Aishwarya!
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Welcome, Ma’am 🙂
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