A Moth’s Kiss

Only the moth knows the love that inspires it to go kiss a flame. Inspired by Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #142 Flame&Kiss https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2017/01/16/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-132-flamekiss/

The Silence of War

The battle grew thick and tension palpable with mystery. Cold war being a relic of the past muffled screams contemporary and a consummate act of mastery.   Silent shots aimed but not fired ammunition hoarded Untested, untried. Who knows how, when, what will be required?   The Why was pretty clear The walls of corruption … Continue reading The Silence of War

Seeing the Unseen

The devil in the vase smiled at her again. It was a mocking smile that scared the wits out of her. She screamed and ran out of the room. It was followed by torture in the mental asylum. She hated the nurses in white uniforms, with indifferent expressions that bordered on cruelty. She detested the … Continue reading Seeing the Unseen

The Dream Express

The tracks inspired the villagers to reach their destination. Each had a different dream, and a different plan for the journey. She always wondered if those blue wagon cars had the capacity to hold all those rosy dreams. The only train that passed through that village was called Dadar–Lucknow Express. She preferred to call it … Continue reading The Dream Express

Winter

Warm yellow specks Offer hope in blue winters Alas, it’s too late for buds buried in the snow to bloom again and re-live. Inspired by Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Challenge #16 – BLOOM & LATE https://colleenchesebro.com/2017/01/10/colleens-weekly-tanka-poetry-challenge-16-bloom-late/

Micro-aggression

“Do you really have a choice? Jobs are scarce, markets stagnant With a rise in cost of living”. The psychopath rejoiced To see competent shoulders Slightly drooping.   No response to messages goodwill withered away Logic  unacceptable. Silence conspiratorial and eloquent with disapproval.   “A dip in growth, costs are up”. He flung a paper … Continue reading Micro-aggression

The Path

Oh, dear Path, I have traversed you every evening for a walk. You go as far back as memory, and move as far ahead as imagination. You have been a witness to my thoughts, as well as an inspiration. You have kept my feet grounded to reality. The planes, kites and birds that I saw … Continue reading The Path

The Making of a Guru

Life’s not easy but there is no option.   I have to live to survive to the best of my innate ability the training received and the scope of action.   Life’s not easy but there is no option.   Come snow or rain I move on neck deep in unfriendly environs. To stop means … Continue reading The Making of a Guru

The Shock

The Inspector General of Police, was crestfallen. His department appeared to be hitting a blank wall, in the major cases being handled. He anticipated punitive action, or at least an inconvenient transfer to another place. The schools in the city wore a desolate look, deprived of their chirpy inhabitants, as parents refused to let their … Continue reading The Shock

The Puppet

  Today, her steps faltered, and her graceful movement did not sync with the music. She fell to the ground with a thud, as her Master fell behind the curtain, killed by a cardiac arrest. Her painted lips parted in a genuine smile, relieved at the end of her ordeal. The Puppet had longed to … Continue reading The Puppet