fiddle with objectsfor no reasonchange somethingthat doesn’t need changechannel-surf on televisionscroll down Instagramtill eyes acheask a puppy to fetch the ballhope his energy infuses me-It’s sheer boredom open a deviceget in a state of flowplay with wordslet something emergefrom my deepest coreeffortlessly I’m just a mediumI’m at my best dVerse Poetics hosted by Lisa
It was her first taste of whiskey. “You look wasted. Learn to stop at the right time,” a so-called well-wisher quipped. “The first sip is the right time.” Gloria replies wryly. She is impressed by the exquisitely carved glass, not the drink. Disappointment boiled and fermented inside, till she changed completely as an individual. Her … Continue reading No impact
running overmelding into others-surfacescolors, emotions-leave itenriched, unmerged Alliterisen Alliterisen is as follows: 1st line- x syllables2nd line- x+2 syllables3rd line- x-1 syllables4th line- (x+2)-1 syllables5th line- x-2 syllables6th line- (x+2)-2 syllables Written for Colleen's Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt
a stab in the backnot always treacherous-someone’s assertion of independenceinability to hit you on the faceyou never made them feel free to do so a difference of opiniona parting of ways-the last gasp for breathbefore relationships die Quadrille at dVerse
What comes next ....by Jude Itakali
Colours .
By Aishwarya
In her eyes I see
flashes of uncertainty
of what she could be
Days splash gold at dawn
clouds bathe her in smoky grey
as red blood pounds on
Flakes of orange sun
scatter hope like confetti
till the rain pours down
Colours wash away
leaving pristine white pages
for her each new day
a journey of trustI leave behind a known worldwhich did not want me-I'm your destiny for lovemay be more than you are mine What Do You See
Masterpiece …by Indira
TOUCH-UP Life is like a painting even if you make a masterpiece you can't sit idle you can't take it for granted you always have to be vigilant to touch-up wherever the color fades -------------------------------------------------------
VISION Life was like A never-ending trail in the desert Colorless You came up with a palette full of vibrant colors To fill my world With colors of Love and friendship Dreams and hopes I'm overwhelmed but I fear Your hope of evoking a sense of colors in me is futile I wonder Whether Just painting light into my eyes Will give me the vision
A Fake Construct ….by Pallavi
Are we living in a construct of escape?
Where reality is often too hard to take.
So it’s easy to turn to screens to distract minds,
And numb feelings with substances of all kinds.
Hiding behind social media masks,
and chasing after likes to fulfill our tasks.
Bingeing on TV shows and endless streams,
And losing ourselves in virtual dreams.
We shop ’til we drop to forget our woes,
And drown in food to comfort our souls.
We seek constant stimulation to avoid boredom,
And rarely stop to face our own kingdom.
But in this world of constant distraction,
We miss the beauty of true interaction.
We forget the joy of a real-life smile,
And the depth of a genuine human style.
Can we unplug and face the day?
And learn to be present in every way.
Can we embrace the real world around us?
And find meaning in life’s…
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spring is round corners againhe digs deep for dead remainslooks for autumn leaves driedblooming treetops sing a tune he digs deep for dead remainsemotions became sand dunesblooming treetops sing a tunethey never meet autumn or rains emotions became sand dunesspring is round corners againthey never meet autumn or rainshe looks for autumn leaves dried Weekend … Continue reading Spring is round the corner again
