Shells clinging on riverside rocksLike memories of distant shoresThey whisper the ocean's songssecrets of the ocean's floors Shells clinging on riverside rocksLike jewels in a treasure chestthey sparkle with the sun's bright raysand dazzle with their colors' zest Shells clinging on riverside rockslike dreams of a different lifethey beckon with their beauty's charmtempt with their … Continue reading Shells
I see snow changing colour from pristine white to pale yellow. Deep inside the frost, it senses the exit door. It feels good to flow with the river, but it will still stop before mingling in the ocean. It will turn back and trace its journey before it becomes the ocean. The reflection of the … Continue reading Snow Moon
Moon Guidewhat lies acrossfoggy skies? The day speaksmore than the nightYet, the absence of lightmakes darkness intriguingworth probingworth wantingconversations Straightforward talkby an honest Sungoes amissas we get busywith routines inane lessons not learntunless wrapped in tragedyand then we huntfor stark Truthin mysterious envelopes-tear them openthough unglued-invent a toolto remove knotsfrom untied ropes Sun Godsprinkle cloudson … Continue reading Lessons to be Learnt
I extensively use the tanka, shadorma and cinquain formats - other than free verse in poetry. a tankaor a shadormadepends onthe first fewwords that strike - and syllablesrepeating motifs where does the muse strikefive syllables is a wowI need to work itmake it look like a tankahaiku, senryu - just writebussokusekika stretch just twosyllables heremultiply … Continue reading Repeating Motifs
A yellow empty seatawaits the one who daresto take a leap of faithchase their dreams and cares A yellow empty seatis not a sign of lossbut rather an inviteto grow and learn across A yellow empty seatis filled with hope and lightit beckons and it callsfor those who seek new heights Reena's Xploration Challenge #319
“May I ask why are you defending a criminal?” His expression was intimidating, “Can you deny the truth that Riya took the law in her hands?” “Truth is a perspective”, Maya retorted, “What matters is intent, and Riya’s act of violence protected a minor from being destroyed. Your patriarchal system that defends the crime of … Continue reading The battle is on
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