The Accidental Realist

The novelist is not happy with her treatise on the social system. She paints a reality she does not like. “All along when I made an effort to write the novel, the seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart. And then arose a different perspective – a juxtaposition of reality against my utopia. … Continue reading The Accidental Realist

Redemption

She never asked him to choose between her and others. The unspoken fear was ‘what if she’s not the chosen one?’ She put up with different forms of abuse, because singlehood appeared to be an abuse of life purpose. She started wandering in the jungles in a disturbed state of mind, and discovered that life … Continue reading Redemption

When the heinous happens

when does the heinous happen?glorifying the intellectbecoming captive to cognitivelost in thinking, reasoning, repeating glorifying the intellectwe lose connection with the soullost in thinking, reasoning, repeatingwe believe only what can be proved we lose connection with the soulwhen does the heinous happen?we believe what can be provedbecoming captive to cognitive Weekend Writing Prompt #306

Reality or an illusion?

Reality or an illusion …. by Sadje

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We have a picture prompt this week.

Was it a trick of the light or was it real?

It looked like the bird had laid a golden egg

I was no Jack on the beanstalk vanquishing the giant

Birds laying golden bounty wasn’t what I expected

Was it a hallucination or just wishful thinking

In a state of disbelief, I challenged my sanity

Touch it, test its reality- I must

Or perhaps…..

I will leave it here, a golden possibility

To hark back to in the days of future

When everything will look muddy and gray

And remember that I once saw a golden egg

Nestled in a nest made of straw that looked like gold!

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In response to; RXC Prompt #275, hosted by Reena

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Egg

Egg — by Aboli Mane

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A golden egg laid in a golden nest
ensconed atop the gold leaved tree
dazzling but unspectacular 
in a place that amplifies 
this burnished patina 
in hollowed glamour.

Was the egg laid by a finch with 
incandescent sunburst wings?
then once the bird has flown
consumed by its brilliance
the egg awaits a speck of truth 
unfadingly authentic 

resurrection.

Written for Reena’s Xploration Challenge #275.

This poem ended up having a spiritual bent but you can interpret it however you like. Happy Good Friday/Easter in advance 😄.

Thanks for reading 💖

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#mystical#

Mystical ….. by Destiny

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Written for : Reena’s Xploration Challenge #275


mystical myths or
simple truths, the golden egg
fascinated all

nestled royally
in its golden orb, gentle
breeze whisper its call

drawn to its power
enchantments to capture, greed
ruled many a mind

as the story goes
true minds of virtuous souls
shall this force command

many moons later
the golden egg lays nestled
in its golden sphere


https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2023/04/06/reenas-xploration-challenge-275/

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