wrapping up the past exhausts meit’s so physicalold diaries, letters,framed picturesalbums in black and whitecollege marksheetsthe gift from my grandfathermy mother’s belongingsold, but expensive clothesI can’t fit into now the future invitesbeing so lighteverything compacted on a devicebudgets, retirement plans,a few appsitems in shopping cartsAI headshotsdrafts and outlines of booksthat live in my headword soups … Continue reading Digital is Spiritual
Welcome to a searing, sultry month, at least in my part of the world! We have been asked to avoid international travel, buying gold and preferably work from home, as part of austerity measures during wartime. The stock market crashed in anticipation of a recession. PROMPT #430 This week, let us wrap our heads around … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #430
He sat in the padded room, tracing invisible maps on the walls with trembling fingers. The nurses whispered about his eccentricity, though their eyes showed more pity than awe. Every word he spoke came from another world, as if he never belonged here and was struggling to find his way back. Was he searching for … Continue reading Alien-ated
metal twisted into shapesframed in concrete structurescovered with woven fabricsor glass in varying degreesof transparency It questions its purposeto filter and fragment views-yet let fresh air into bathe stagnant dust all the while being stuckdeprived of willpoweror locomotive abilityit invites the sun and rainto wash, to burnto ask for pathwaysinto inside worlds W3 Prompt #211
I bathe in light that has travelled the world every day. At times, I remain dressed modestly and retain my darkness within. How can the light favour me, if I refuse to absorb the stories it carries, till they become a part of me? When I bare my soul and listen to the light, it … Continue reading Powerhouse
fragments of hope and dreamsstitched together in a patterndesigned to vocaliseall that was left unsaidstructured to open windowsthat let breathetexturised to give a viewof the world outsidenot wholebut just enough to createsome more patterns Fabric of the psycheA silent spongeDrinks perspectivesreshaping itselfinto imprintsbut remainsporous to hope,dreaming new skies. Poetics Tuesday: What Art Says The Met … Continue reading Porosity
A patriarch lies therebludgeoned to death by a clubin the shape of a woman bystanders frozen in shockrecall interactions-foresee a dark future Is it a fearor a nightmare that will dissolveat dawn? A shadow steps out of homeIs that a womanhowling? petals in garlandsturn to flameslong-held concepts on fireturning to ashesbefore the incinerator shrieks.Freedom at … Continue reading Liberation
“This is not disrespect for the institution, its past history or credibility”. The audience listened with bated breath. “The platform gains or loses sanctity with the speaker’s intent, and the platform has been defiled by someone’s act.” “You are making a grave allegation, son! And such words need to be backed up with sufficient and … Continue reading Sanctity
I bought a repository of thoughts-to internalisemake me wise-I fingered pages with loveburnt eyesight at midnightand yet… The wise refused to speakwith my unsteady voice-dedication discarded-devotion ignoredborrowed words jumped backinto trembling amber flames I burnt the libraryto light up my soul-nurture usurped thoughtsto blend with my own-patch up broken piecesemerge as a whole I cast … Continue reading I bought a library
imprints of fragilityyet – not so fragileephemeral beautycaptured for eternity inked on my wristare moments unlivedto complete a storyof shadows and light,of silence that speaksand echoes that fade. What Do You See #340
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