The birds haven’t come yet, and we stand disconnected from the world. We stand weighed down by the burden of a bird utility, and I’m sure my knees will start bleeding soon. You are no Atlas, so give up the idea of shrugging. It’s an incredible life out here, uninterrupted by the vagaries of the … Continue reading Whose life is a picnic?
The moon winks just as I start drawing curtains for the night. “Talk to me before a cloud interrupts our conversation,” the invitation is tempting enough to make the curtain rings stop in their tracks. “The night is hearing our inane chatter,” I warn the flirtatious Moon. “Nights turn poetic by absorbing secrets and let … Continue reading Flirtatious Moon
ALMOST dreams fulfilledcelebrationsin the airexplosionsround the corner, firecrackersand then - a close brush someone saysart imitates lifelife denies… The above poem is a broken Shadorma for W3 Prompt #151 Image credit: Photography by Hanan Mamoun INTERPRETATION Photo by Mathilde Langevin on Pexels.com hope springsin the form ofbright blooms to capture heartscherry blossoms last weeksthe tree … Continue reading Life
Welcome back! PROMPT #373 I've spent the last week mulling over two things. How are Sunita Williams and Butch Wilmore feeling on their return to Planet Earth? Is it just like being on an extended tour or touching them at deeper levels? 2. For the last 17 years, I've closely watched a bank fudge its … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #373
This is the longest entry I'm posting on WP. It is a translation of a Hindi story by Geetanjali Shree, winner of the International Booker Prize. Her novel was translated into English by Daisy Rockwell, and the translated work "Tombs of Sand" also won the Booker Prize. This is the translation of one of her … Continue reading March, Mom and Sakura – a translation
Welcome back! FEATURED CONTRIBUTION A poem by Indira - Link given in Weekly Wrap below Celebrate your victoryThat you have broken the shackles of evil customsBut in your jubilation, do not forget those unfortunate ones who are still in darknessHalf of them who truly want to be freeWould like to hold your leg and fly … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #372
She stares at the bar menu indecisively. The drinks that her parents stocked in the bar are not featured here. She used to enjoy a Long Island Iced Tea with her ex, but the drink was discarded with bitter memories. “Do you have a sampling system, where I can try a few options?” “Lady, are … Continue reading Spirits
she flies to unfathomable heightsto experience oceanic depthsas waves crash beneath her she holds the trophy with firm fingerswalks with a confident gaitlet the chains dissolve in thin air She cares two hoots about swirling ropesfrustrates frozen, captive minds Reena's Xploration Challenge Quadrille at dVerse
Why do memoriesflood terminal, ageing mindsAs if there's nowhere to go? a rain-soaked pictureblurred views with fading eyesightrelevance in reverse gear a sharpened focusto make sense of life gone byDid they enact the right scenes? reminiscencesrepainting past decisionsfor rationalisation Why do stories changeand we call it dementia?Sunsets fleet on horizons. a director's dollposing as the … Continue reading Autumn resplendence departs
breaking unity of the bricks to let a few secrets outwindows challenge closed doors and frozen thoughtswelcome the wind, let in the clouds and rainI stand drenched in myths, tales beyond my reachNot knowing how to weave so much opennessInto a story; I deny entry to truth and shut the window. W3 Prompt dVerse - … Continue reading So much openness
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