Author: Reena Saxena

there’s a TV against a wall
a sound box perching up on top
when I look around I see
the dregs of recent days
curling up in each stray corner

my table is invisible beneath paper
and the futon wears those clothes of mine
that are waiting for an ironing
when the cleaner comes
on Friday in a week or so

sometimes at night
I make the music cry out loud
so I can dance alone
in the spaces left upon the carpet beige
under a faded light from the weak-watt globes
that hardly shine enough
to show me where my feet should go
so I don’t stumble or maybe fall

even in my small domain there’s danger
of a stumble or a fall
if I’m careless or unwary
when the music cries
and I’m dancing
all alone

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© Frank Prem, 2000

Still wrapped up in your blanket 
you're touched 
by shiny strings of the sun strumming your wake up call

In adagio you unravel, petal by petal 
stretching to the beckoning sky in gentle joy

On a mat of green sepals you sit to meditate
curling your toes in for a padmasana

Thoughts come and go like the world around you
ephemeral,evanescent,yet oh so endearing

You bloom into a radiance that fills the air
as you become one with the wondrous universe

Mindfills© 2023 for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt ~ adagio (83 words); Cee’s FOTD ; Reena’s exploration challenge ~ Headspace meditation

“I love you as certain dark things
Are to be loved in secret
Between the shadow and the soul”
From a poppy seed to certain flings
Nothing to whirl and have that strut
On both mind and body it takes its toll

I stand fending off the raven and crow
The candle with cinnamon and orange
Colourful buttons forming a heart
Pulling me with such alarming glow
Clumsy molecules but what a challenge
I shout in my heart that you’re also a part

Love soars from earth to infinity
For love of love, or heart’s solitude
Who cry for shadows and cannot tell
Begrudge I come with a plea
Never a sunny day for a feud
Tried to stifle the thoughts and quell

For: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2023/06/22/reenas-xploration-challenge-285/

Here’s a video for you to ponder on – Understanding Dark Thoughts

Thoughts intrude

Intrudein solitude

Solitude shaken

Shaken by darkness

Darkness not intentional

Intentional thoughts fleeting

Fleeting where hard to catch

Catch only the tail end

Tail end of a raging storm

Storm that don’t materialize

Materialize only in dreams

Dreams turn into nightmares

Nightmares evolve into ghosts

Ghosts of past, present and future

Future holds the keys

Keys to unbidden thoughts

Thoughts intrude unbidden

Happy or sad- they aren’t really me!

In response to; RXC #285, hosted by Reena

#Keepitalive

#RXC

And so, it’s a lie.

I know I said I will take a break, a breather; but oh well, I guess I cannot take a break from writing, because writing has always been my “break”, my “breather”, and my “comfort”. Writing, (my poetry) in particular has never left my side – it is the only constant thing that I have that doesn’t forsake me, judge me, and speak ill of me regardless of and no matter what.

Some things and opportunities just come and go; my poetry stays

My poetry has and will always be the only one who never castigate me for not being the human being everyone expects me to become. I am me and I am who I am.

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