Was that really me? ... By Melissa Lemay
Was that really me?- Reena’s Xploration Challenge #279
Indira’s take on RXC#279
Prompt words are Was that really me?
from that introvert freak timid confused always trying to please others so they will not criticize me coming out of the shell was so difficult but I managed slowly by learning new things every day counting on small achievements patting her own back rewarding herself taking the remote control of happiness in my own hands gaining confidence bit by bit no more begging for appreciation no more copying others no more fear of rejection still caring and loving people Often asking the mirror was that weak-willed really me
Don’t Go
Do you know?how your absence hurtnot seeingwhom I trust,what it meant to be away?Ma, don't go again... What Do You See?
Was that really me?
Was that really me? ….by tiredhamster
Yes, but it’s now
gone. You’re just
the radiation, lighter
than the sun stepping
through evening’s window.
No, not gone. The past is
a twisted mirror trying
to bend its way back
to meaningful shape, a face
made of its own grammar,
and you watch as it attempts
to pull coherence into eyes.
Sometimes a word comes
through the glass between you
and shimmers across your blood
and moves into moment. But then
the past falls into itself and you’re left
walking alone, shuffling to a future
and a self that doesn’t yet speak
but can be heard.
Written for Reena’s Xploration Challenge #279. The prompt was “Was that really me?”
Friends?
I absolutely loved this piece, as it resonates with experience.
“You’re such a beauty.” Her fingers stroked through the stray’s tangled white fur.
The doleful coffee-brown eyes lightened with a spark of joy. The stray whipped back its ears, the raggedy stump of a tail slapped against the ground in gratitude.
“Woof. Woof.”
Abigail laughed. She’d been overthinking alone on the bench with a despondent stare. However, when the stray laid its paw in her hand as she scratched its ears, this moment of absolute trust made her forget.
Friends?
A short prose for Weekend Writing Prompt #311 – Absolute hosted by Sammi Cox.
Thanks for reading ❤️
Was That Really Me?
Was that really me? …. by Michelle Ayon Navajas
Was That Really Me?
it’s the smile; or maybe not, that i long for, a ray of sunshine
that crosses beaming when you’re around-
the laughter, that feels like a calming melody, my heart’s balm-
soothes my restless soul,
or maybe it isn’t;
‘cos more than that, i miss my laughter when i am with you.
it’s the chitter-chatter; or maybe not, that i yearn for, a lively discussion
that perks up my mood,
breaking the tension when you’re around-
the nonsensical matters, that feels like a loving conversation,
my mind’s sanctuary-
tampers my spirit,
or maybe it isn’t;
‘cos more than that, i miss myself talking non-stop when i am with you.
it’s the cuddling; or maybe not, that
i crave for,
a sense of security
that makes loving affectionately beautiful when you’re around –
the gentle fondle,
my body’s silent sanctuary-
eases my being,
or maybe it isn’t;
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Rift
“The family did not spend Diwali together. It’s an oft-repeated tale about brothers drifting off…”, sighed Neera Aunty. You mean you couldn’t find a solution… How could I? Amar lost his job and defaulted on the home loan. Anand was a guarantor, and was compelled by the bank to pay up. But I hear Anand … Continue reading Rift
Valights
Valights are special kind of lights which shines on the unconscious and subconscious parts of the psyche. gremlinscollected dirtnot dark, but transparentshadows scare me out of my witsvalightsshow me unseenembarrassing figuresIs that really me? Take meout quick No Nonsense at MLMM Reena's Xploration Challenge
Dimensional thoughts
My body is too thick and stiff to squeeze into unknown dimensions, but mind is over eager to do so. Wait a minute, why assume that I need to ‘squeeze into’ something? The not-yet-known dimensions may just offer more wiggle room to test new ideas, or a vast, open space to experiment. We can give … Continue reading Dimensional thoughts
The moment ~ free verse
The MOMENT …. By Sangeetha
The moment came out of nothing
It was a casual conversation
His voice stopped at my name
It was not like my out-of-breath heart
To leap into faith
Soaring without wings
Singing without words
But she did
A mote of dust hung in the air
Sunlit, surprised, surreal
Disbelieving in this reality
It wasn't supposed to be
But Time hung around
Like he does sometimes
Just to play the fool
And make me one too
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