I will rememberwhat the water gave mewithout drenching me to the bones-secrets of transparency-blocks in fluency-the highs of storiesin ocean depthsinvisible, but approachableif someone dives deep enough-reflections of the skycreating wistfulness That boat on the horizonpromises a journey to unknown worldsyet keeps sailing out of reachas if it has lost its compass Water made me … Continue reading Watery reflections
Welcome back! PROMPT #431 This week, we are taking a rather broad look at AGE-ING, and the relationship between generations. Whether you see yourself as young, old or somewhere in between, examine your relationship with those on the other side and base your piece on that. I give below an excerpt from The Marginalian by … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #431
The words come in bursts, sharp and caffeinated, from her deepest core, but her focus keeps wobbling. Outside, rain streaks the glass, blurring the city into familiar watercolour smudges. Where will her words land, and what will be the impact on wet earth? Will they sink in the slush, or ignite firestorms in the form … Continue reading Facing Yourself
Bang!Shut!the past shriekswith painof being cut out-I breathe free W3 Prompt #212
intent matterswhen you hold me up to the worldTrust shatterswith the littlest sleight of hand I know the differencebetween stardom in the skyand being a puppethelpless in the stratosphere What is closenessif not a gamble,a wager on tendernessagainst the weight of change? I’ll let go of your handbefore the crack widensshed flowers in springbut let … Continue reading Intent matters
it’s a dog’s lifesitting bum-to-bumchasing their spot in the sunfighting over the same toyI don’t know whyWhile others vegetate in drawers it’s a dog’s lifepampered bratstell the worldnot knowingpets have the bestof all worlds Quadrille at dVerse
I’m impressed by the opulent interiors of the house. The hosts are equally eager to flaunt their wealth. The unusual décor that catches my attention is a sneaker wall. The most expensive sneakers in the world are displayed on floating shelves. Some of them cost $2 million to $17 million. I wonder if the sneakers lend … Continue reading Where do shoes belong?
Silence gnawed at her—an unhealed scar, raw and pulsating beneath the skin. At times, she was audacious enough to talk about her achievements – a published poem or book, a new outfit or being loved back by the dog. The last one always gave her immense joy. The response was always a stony silence - … Continue reading Silence
Whispers ignite in hidden halls,sparks of dissent gather,a thunderstorm swelling in the ranks. No lightning of tyranny can silence this roarvoices surge, speaking the truthfracturing chains,rolling over the soil of fear. Autocracy trembles, its fortress undone,as rebellion rains justice,storming toward dawn,where freedom breathes;humanity wins Weekend Writing Party #468
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