What do I see? ……… by Ramya Tantry
What do I see..
What I want to see
Or is it the reality..
What do I see..
Layered truths
Or layered lies..
What do I see..
A seperate sense of me
Or a sense of ego in me..
What do I see..
A souless me..
A compass to help me navigate through labyrinthine corridors of the mundane ….. un-peeling layers of incisive thought Maybe, I’ll never get lost again after that…. never be blamed for not having a sense of direction for not remembering routes I pass through every day for the mind will be less busy more focussed on … Continue reading Lost
“You have no choice. Deliver on this parameter, or find another job.” Why are you surprised when the attrition rate increases? The orbits you build around you are sharply angular, not smoothly elliptical. When you say there is no choice, you actually give them a choice to continue or quit. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2021/03/20/weekend-writing-prompt-201-orbit/
Being judged is about another person reaching a conclusion about you, based on limited information available, and applying a logic which you are not comfortable with.
It should not matter really, unless the labelling starts affecting your family, social and professional life.
I’ve worked in an organisation, where the Chief routinely used foul language in meetings and conference calls. But there he was – refusing to help a lady with family problems, who was also known to use foul language. Given that the behaviour of both was equally deplorable, it mattered who wielded higher power.
The premises of ‘being judged’ then shifts to a power balance in families, society and workplaces.
Who is in a position to inflict damage?
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Who am I? ….by relaxitsallwrite
Time for a photo prompt!
My submission is based on the photo (my cover) offered by Reena, https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2021/03/18/reenas-xploration-challenge-177/
My Submission 🙂
Sister, Employee, Daughter, Friend.
Confidant, Cousin…my titles don’t end.
What I am to one, I’m not to another.
A stranger to most, but my kids call me, Mother.
I’m that annoying person, counting her change.
That gal on the floor who dances quite strange.
I passed you at the park and waved a brief hi,
The waitress who brought you extra fries.
I’m the one you saw staring at the clouds,
Marched to parliament, chanting aloud.
I let you in the line of traffic,
Paid for the few things in your basket.
I’m the one who walks her dog,
Showed your child that adorable frog.
Who I am is entirely subjective,
My hat depends on your perspective.
staying connected is just a game of physics Did you ever think our souls are just energy which link to the ground or stars and play games with each other https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/03/19/woodstock-challenge-178/
Immortality …..by judeitakali
Oh to want to be remembered,
To build a legacy,
And live on,
As an immortal.
Sometimes I ponder on the origins of the ancient gods
What fits of ingenuity
And insights into science
Brought them renown
What tutelage from nature
And profound bond with the cosmic forces
Earned them awe and reverence
I often wonder what things they saw
In our world
And in the realms astride reality
How they unlocked the mind
Beyond the mandane
Creating the marvels and terrors
That made them immortal
The eyes are a gift
An anchor to this world
A means to explore its wonders
And feed the soul its beauty
But existence is more than meets the eye
The truest sight is the one within
The one sailing on clouds of dreams
And raging in storms of fear
The one with empathy from desire and distress
Filled with the enlightenment of imagination
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Poetic thoughts ……by eob2
I was
whole
I was
focused
I was
perfectly
ME
When did
I become
blind
I become
pieces
I become
less
ME
I
have lost
sight of
MYSELF
will
I
ever find
ME
again?
lg/18032021
*Note: my song choice https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DVTAdaXl3QU
🌎✌🏻💙 Take care, be safe.
Me …..by Eugenia
many faces have I
I’ve myself, meself,
and I
a rose is a rose
is a rose
Reena’s Xploration Challenge#177
-Eugenia
image source – Pexels
Distortions …..by Sadje
Reena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge
The visuals from last week are still floating in my eyes. So, I couldn’t think of anything other than a visual prompt for this week.
You are free to choose any one of the two images given below, and create a piece based on it.
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My eyes deceive me, I think
The image in the mirror lies, I think
I close first one then the other eye to see
If it’s a defect in my vision or my brain
I still see a misshapen image of myself
And no matter how hard I try, it’s still broken
How could it be, that I, who is so perfect
Can see my beautiful face sliced up in distortion
Is it that the ugliness of my deeds and thoughts
Has surfaced and became visible for all to gaze upon?
Full of shame…
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