Take me where the demons liveI want to learn how they kill love Peace lies cold in a graveyard farIt wonders what the soldiers died for There’s power, greed, a hunger fierceThey turn all good into a stupid farce I stand alive and thinking, but I stand aloneLet them destroy everything, then align W3 Prompt … Continue reading Out in the cold
amplified visionlights intertwined perspectivesbears fruit laden withquestion marks; believers swimthrough kaleidoscopes of doubtfind sweet spots; appease hunger Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
“One or more terrorists are still hiding somewhere.” “How can you say that?” “They abandoned the rocks after the full-fledged army attack, but two rocks are missing from this box. I’d counted all.” For once, the Captain believed him. “Take your positions, quick”, he barked. Silence. There was no sound of gunfire from anywhere. “Look … Continue reading War and Peace
unseasonal rainsdrops slide off my open palmpetrichor engulfs fading consciousnessrevives with blessings from clouds-Unseasonal rainsThe crane of hope lifts me upwet palms hold a slice of life Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge - Hainka
“Man cannot replicate or compete with nature”. “Mankind often overpowers nature, for both good and bad.” “I don’t see any good in what you say”. Veronica smiled. She could never win over her sister Valerie with logic. Yet, they relied on each other for emotional support. “Val, look at it this way. I never learnt … Continue reading Two sides of a Coin
I wonder why she confides in him. He listens to her, then disconnects and dials his buddies. They are guffawing over a secret or deriding her obstinacy. Did she hope he would convey her message to the concerned people? If he did, it would be tinged, or rather, coloured, with his opinions, not her perspective. … Continue reading Vulnerable
May has not begun well in our part of the world. Unseasonal rains did offer respite from the sultriness, but things got hot on the country’s borders—war clouds rain fire, not soothing droplets. The media hype, opinion shops spewing partial truths, and the resultant drawing-room discussions are not a pleasant affair, not for me. The … Continue reading Let Them
Stupid girl! I already do that. I love you as an extension of myself. I expect you to echo my beliefs, live by my value system and be grateful for the opportunity. You failed to read the second part; not me. I’m not what you expect me to be. What Do You See #288
The Diary of Anne Frank and compilations of letters by Jawaharlal Nehru, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, and Emily Dickinson brought the personal into the public sphere. While celebrities have written the letters, Anne Frank’s diary revealed the horrors of a situation that attracted worldwide attention. Is it a violation of personal space? What exactly happens when … Continue reading JOURNALS
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