The image that stares back at me is not me. This does not match my always optimistic mind. The skin is blue, however improbable it seems. The lake of unshed tears is frozen, and refuses to provide a glance into its dark interiors. Callousness, continued distrust and malicious remarks draw a blank. There’s no disappointment … Continue reading Scarless
Happiness is chasing me till now
With
Some hope to get up in the morning
Ability to do plenty of things
Some people around me who reciprocate my love
Appreciating others for their care concern, and friendship, and
Getting appreciation too
Though
Happiness is in
Cheerful mornings
sunrises
sunsets
Smiling faces
Music
Rain
Celebrating with near and dear ones
Laughing chirping celebrating with friends and relatives
It is also in understaning,accepting,and enjoying the silence and the solitude
Bundle of joy
Basketfull of happiness
Go and grab it
Till it lasts
Nothing lasts forever
Enjoy the moment
Written for https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/12/17/reenas-exploration-challenge-166/
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Masked lips, and imagine the smiles that reach the twinkling toes of stars. Long remembered, even when they are gone. Swaying songs, shining in unison, alongside planets, viewed with fresh eyes.
Spring, a once in a lifetime experience, where they are visible from earth. Close your mind, you might miss their amazing sprinkle of love, still on their luminous tips. Shimmering, even when the stars have turned into black holes of nothingness.
I wonder, what aliens may think of us, as they watch us from their homes. Do they wonder what is beyond? Can they travel to distant lands, or do they think we aren't worth bothering with.
HR guys, gear up! Employees are sacked at 2 a.m., in midst of an official call or found themselves locked out of their id. Will you be able to recruit in the same manner? Make it up. Weekend Writing Prompt #304
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She gritted her teeth and began the climb. But it felt surprisingly easy as the pull of gravity lessened. Soon, she will see the planets who claim to have influenced her life in so many ways. And boy, does she have questions to ask them? It’s a better idea to thank them first for all … Continue reading Adventure Next
I used to play Mario, and have hissy fits at the screen when I would lose, I hated it, but everyone liked it, so I would play it and almost break the game system, and ruin it for everyone else. I was never a very happy child.
Everyone else would sit there laughing at making jokes, enjoying the thrill of the game, and I would be thinking about stealing wine from downstairs, because Mario made me so freaking nervous. I was always running of cliffs or jumping into the Goombas, hands shaking with anger or nervousness, and then running away to go find alcohol downstairs. I was 13.
My entire life as far as I can remember, has been very much like this game, a chaotic running into Goombas, or dealers, or cops, or people who want to kick my *** because I ripped them off, or my family…