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Hell Is Empty
Smear of jam
It's not a kiss, just a smear of jamsays the head of an unhappy famtears in eyes not wiped or noticedthe child moves to solitary confines says the head of an unhappy famdon't spare the rod to spoil the childthe child moves to solitary confinesin her old age, she cries for the fam don't spare … Continue reading Smear of jam
Business
The chosen form is American Sentence American Sentence: Invented by Allen Ginsberg.An American haiku variation. 17 syllables written in a sentence.Any topic. She transmutes dreams, turns them over to the sales department for profits. Written for Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt Synonyms used Change - transmute Grow - turn over
Brick-by-brick
Lorraine finally moves to the old age home she has resisted all along. “Happy to see you, but may I ask what caused the change of mind?” “I achieved a lot in life, by laying bricks in even, predetermined patterns with no scope for error. I earned rewards. I cannot relate to the millennial culture … Continue reading Brick-by-brick
Understanding or Love?
all those words hanging in oblivionunheard, ignored, misunderstoodall those emotions unexpresseddevalued, unrecognized or crushedall those open communication loopsunable to regroup, they droopscream for attention, ask for closure…I wake up in sweat, It’s a nightmare I wake up to reassure they existI acknowledge what originates in meI’m not responsible for receiver’s apathyThey live by their own … Continue reading Understanding or Love?
Unchanged
you area mute witnessto what I dreamt abouton quiet, lonely beach morningswhat asurpriseyou did not movewhile the world changed, moved onand I modified dreams to suitthe world Photo Challenge at MLMM
You were Love
You entered our lives 20 years ago, and we learnt what unconditional love means. You spent a little more than three years sharing our abode, and then left us forever. Not a single day passes when I don’t think about you. It will be a lie to say that this year’s a different thing – … Continue reading You were Love
Doors and blades of grass #poetry
Doors and blades of grass ….by Jude Itakali
Once, we painted the door to shared dreams of two
Unloved, it now reminds me of you
Fades of time corrode its sheen
Too long left unseen
Glum relic
Pinned
Pedantic
with hope grating thin
My soul barters for its queen
Must I swap new greens for an old blue
Or evolve, to sparkle in different hues
Great expectations
On the tip of a lone gaze
longing for the stars
I stretch for the heighest leaf
When grass below has all I need
An Andaree poem for Colleen’s tankatuesday
Based on image prompt from Caley’s #writephoto
And theme from Reena’s xploration challenge.
The tanka continuation was inspired by Sadje’s whatdoyousee
Today’s Tiny Treasure
... Shine little glow worm glimmer glimmer Shine little glow worm glimmer glimmer Lead us lest too far we wander Love’s sweet voice is calling yonder Shine little glow worm glimmer glimmer Hey there don’t…
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Teardrop
Teardrop ….by Aishwarya
P.C :- KL Caley; #writephoto
When blood becomes stranger,
when teardrop becomes stain,
when denial becomes acceptance,
when open doors become shut forever,
when trust becomes thorns,
when truth becomes textured fantasy,
when life becomes lost memory,
In that one moment,
I realise,
that whole life was a lie.
44 words.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting RxC# 267, prompt phrase, “In that one moment”. Thank you KL Caley for hosting # writephoto. The above photo is the prompt. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.
Stature
stature - whenmeasured by confidencedoes not unnerve either man or beast silhouettesconceal imperfectionawareness helps you keep up courage stay watchfulwho bends down to meet youit's not a favor, but your value What Do You See
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