Taking a Chance

grey skies eager to speak, share secrets colour splash restrains with buoyance who will listen to gloomy songs worlds out there are ready to dance colour splash restrains with buoyance eager to step out of constraining masks worlds out there are ready to dance no time for caution or penance eager to step out of … Continue reading Taking a Chance

Eyes

a subject of  fantasy eulogies romanticisation mystery body language for ages…. eyes  occupy centre-stage once again as contours of facial beauty get masked in viral rains… I wish transparency becomes predominant in eyes and masks leaving no misunderstanding or unpleasant remnants. https://dversepoets.com/2020/11/17/poetics-look-into-my-eyes/

Unveiled

she is blessed with tresses to cover modesty but often gets so lost in thoughts -unveiled she needs to understand herself before knowing what to project, and what to hide love she has known not, never seen herself in someone's eyes -not misled by Cupid she has time in capable hands to decide her life's … Continue reading Unveiled

Possibilities

possibility of disaster prevents action possibility of pain holds back love possibility of rain drives us to buy umbrellas, build shelters possibility of earthquakes spawns whole new branches of technology we don’t act till we have  visualised results I just wonder  what is spontaneity? https://dversepoets.com/2020/11/16/quadrille-116-poem-those-possibles/

LATELY

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broken pencils and dirty erasers,
scratched books, crumpled papers,
messy ink marks, scattered pens,
indecipherable letters from trembling hands.
lately, no one understands.

the cold wind hugs the dawn,
drizzles sprinkle then it goes on,
the sky begins to show its wonder,
like how the lightning precedes thunder.
lately, nothing seems better.

a word begins with a thought,
an ounce of ideas suddenly caught,
thunderstorms are usually set,
as a pouring rain was once a droplet.
lately, nobody sees it.

blood and sweat are spilled on the battlefield,
cry out loud and seek a powerful shield,
when tears seem to flow endlessly,
never surrender just let it be.
lately, there’s still hope, maybe.

be brave and bold, do live nobly,
someone loves you unconditionally.
have I told you that lately?

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Look again

you see insanity... Is it intensity? a new level of existence enthrals. lamps glow with a different light highlighting - facets missed in humdrum lives Look now... https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/11/16/what-do-you-see-56-16-november-2020/

Light…

Light …….. by Radhika

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a speck,

a flicker

a ray

and finally brilliant radiance

that devours darkness.

Light to me denotes hope and promise

a journey from

ignorance to knowledge

negative to positive

gloom to happiness

chaos to calm

stagnation to growth

pride to humility

I to We.

Reena’s exploration challenge #161 :” I invite you to meditate on light this week, and share your take on the subject”.

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Light of Day

Light of reveation ….. by VJ Knutson

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Failures, like eel grass
lurk in slumber’s waters
entangle me in regret

I’m drowning in should’s
and what if’s, until gasping
I awake with a start

The light of consciousness
releases me from emotional bog
illuminates the rational

I am restored, set upon the shores
of revelation, ready to step
forward with forgiveness.

(For Reena’s Exploration Challenge: light. Image my own.)

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Consciousness

Consciousness ….by Usha

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https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/11/05/reenas-exploration-challenge-160/

Finally, the lift door opens. A minute ago, I was hurtling down into the bowels of the earth. It seemed like an endless journey, and unexpectedly the lift stopped with a jerk and the doors opened.

My eyes took in the joyous scenario in a sweep, before entering the pre Diwali ‘santhe’ (fair). I was welcomed by a sea of sparkling lights, illuminating the entire place. Rows of makeshift stalls greeted me, selling wares. The fair was bustling with life and contagious laughter. On the look out for diyas to light up homes or gifts to light up spirits…. nobody would return without picking a ‘piece de resistance’ catering to his/her taste and wallet.

One such stall that caught my eye, had an elderly Japanese lady selling Kyusu tea pots. The allure of an array of tea pots displayed neatly was difficult to resist. The ‘contraption’, unique in it’s…

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Conscience

It is easy to set schedules, drive others and get results. She is known for her result oriented-ness in the company. The most difficult part is wrangling with her rebellious ethical conscience. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/11/14/weekend-writing-prompt-183-wrangle/