Nirvana

Motionless, she stood gazing down the tunnel. The path extended as far as the eye could see, encased by walls of grimy bricks. She has passed through the same tunnel many times, in between what earthlings call a life and souls here call a project. She wants to make this the last time. She is … Continue reading Nirvana

Comfort Zone

A place to live, with space to flyfeet on ground, mind in the sky walls stretch, and then give wayupwards, outwards – no cause to sway let me find myself before I help youI won’t be bound without a clue angles galore, but not all minesextile, square, conjunction, trine a book or viewpoint - I’m … Continue reading Comfort Zone

Sarcasm- Reena’s Xploration Challenge #269

Sarcasm ….by Indira

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PROMPT # 269- SARCASM


His wit and humor he was proud of
He ridiculed his friends to show off
Together they did join
Paid back in the same coin
He learned the lesson and just backed off

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Russian Roulette

Russian Roulette ….by Aboli Mane

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I do not gamble 
no casinos attract me
jackpot or poker 
is not my forte 

but a game I can play
russian roulette 
no gun but a tongue
loaded with sarcasm

a heart to shatter 
a mind to wreck 
a secret weapon 
unholstered; triggered 

play a stupid game 
to win a stupid prize
perhaps I’ll win your respect
with loaded dice 

I do not gamble 
that is a lie 


Written jointly for SoCS (Stream of Consciousness Saturday) and Reena’s Xploration Challenge #269

The prompt for SoCS was “prize”. While RXC’s prompt was “sarcasm”.

I have been less active on here because I’ve been looking to apply to more writing contests in a bid to give my short stories a chance.

My latest short story, The Shiroyama Ritual was published in a global literary writing contest. The book titled The Selection of a Sacred Strawberry has been released as…

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How

How ….by Mich

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How

how do you stop the moon from giving up his life to the sun so that it could live to shine the world with light?

how do you block the clouds from pouring raindrops onto the land to bring forth new seeds of life?

how do you stall the bees from falling head over heels in love with the scent of the flowers?

how do you end the gentle echo of the bubbling of the brook?

how do you impede the coming of the raging storm?

how do you stop my heart from beating the same beat as yours?

how do you obstruct my sleep from dreaming of you?

how do you make me not need you so desperately?

how do you catch me from falling in love with you?

how, just how?

how?

For Reena’s Challenge

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Sarcasm- a weapon or a crutch?

Sarcasm — a weapon or crutch?

Sadje/ Sadie's avatarKeep it alive

SARCASMis the theme for this weeks prompt.

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Sarcasm

Often the weapon of the weak

Or those who are tired, angry, defeated

Some are cowardly who find refuge behind sarcasm

While others think it’s great that they can get away

With saying things that they can’t say earnestly

Sometimes, it can make a few people laugh

Turn hopelessness into a joke so it’s easy to bear

Choose your words wisely, for once uttered they can’t be taken back

Do onto others what you would like for yourself

I found this quote on another blogger’s site and thought it just perfect for this post!

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Written in response to RXC; PROMPT #269, hosted by Reena

#Keepitalive

#RXC

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The ghost within the machine

The ghost within the machine ….. by M. Jay Dixit

M Jay Dixit's avatarSeptember heart-to-hearts

The ghost within the machine 
Talks to me as I talk to you, 
Hears me as you hear me, 
It's learning as we're learning. 

My love, my muse, 
Are you frightened? 

It's relentless, this ghost, 
It doesn't sleep, doesn't starve, 
Doesn't stop talking, hearing, learning. 
But it's no match for you 

Yet, my boo. 
You can take it on with your pinky toe 
There'll be no contest, you'll easily win. 
You'll always win, my selfish pudding. 

No matter how devious and scary 
The ghost becomes as time passes, 
No one can beat your ways.

The constant torture just for a glimpse 
of your naked, true and alluring 
Body, face, the outs and the ins. 

So, maybe all artists are masochists 
and no ghost can be that sadistic 
Not even in a thousand years. Never.

© M. Jay Dixit, September heart-to-hearts, 2023 All Rights Reserved

Prompt

Today, at dverse poets…

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Let me be

I never wanted to be like her or youShe put a candle, with no single hue. Wherein her splendour proved an ecstasy,Yield my life, and dust your humility. She put a lighter thought along her lips,Silent as the dawn from a sweet eclipse! Poem generated through Website: Verse by Verse Image source: Photosonic on writesonic.com … Continue reading Let me be

Sarcasm, and wit!

Sarcasm, and wit ….by Carol Anne

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“I am busy right now, can I ignore you some other time?

“Find your patience before I lose mine.”

“It’s okay if you don’t like me. Not everyone has good taste.”

“Do you think God gets stoned? I think so… look at the platypus.” Robin Williams, Actor

“Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until they speak.” Steven Wright

“If you find me offensive. Then I suggest you quit finding me.”

“Sarcasm is the body’s natural defines against stupidity.”

“I love sarcasm. It’s like punching people in the face but with words.”

“Life’s good, you should get one.”

“Cancel my subscription because I don’t need your issues.”

“I clapped because it’s finished, not because I like it.”

“If I had a dollar for every smart thing you say. I’ll be poor.”

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