footsteps (and heart)

footsteps and (heart) by Frank Prem

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he took his
heart
to the bleeding edge

raised his head
as the sun
went down

asked the sky
to to let tomorrow
come

told the stars
they could have him
now

he left
his heart
at the bleeding edge

walked away

footprints
into night

~

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #86

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A Matter of Colour

A matter of color …… a brilliant and thought-provoking piece by Len

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Taking up Reena’s Exploration Challenge#86
by Reena Saxena. The challenge is to write based on the following phrase ” bleeding edge”. Thanks for the mind prompt Reena.

Professor Geoffrey Random pondered a dilemma. Should he apply for the research money or hide his discovery till he thought the world was ready. He had tried to think through the implications of his discovery and the down side of unexpected consequences of implementing his research. You can plan and plan but the human mind is complex and can deviate from expected norms of behaviour given the right circumstances. He sighed, uncertain of what to do, trying to clear his mind and crystalize his thoughts. He unexpectedly came to his decision. I’ll accept the government grant, proceed with perfecting my research and hang the consequences. My research is bleeding edge and I will not deny humanity it’s chance for change.

Professor Random…

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Germination

“I wonder how the CEO failed…” “He failed to build bonds down the line, and appoint keepers to nurture growth.” “The organization chart shows a large number of regional and zonal heads, to manage the ground.” “They were busy protecting their position, and counting the number of steps to the top. They lived in fear … Continue reading Germination

Original Sin

royalty earned through sweat and toil not by virtue of birth so, don’t recoil….   I place my faith again I worship, I follow I expect miracles from gods not hollow   Am I repeating the original sin -being convinced by arguments akin?   do I choose a promise or call to action analyse, ask … Continue reading Original Sin

Who called?

“Don’t ever call this number…” “Why?” “If the phone rings, the fridge door will open, releasing frozen spirits…” Trin, trin … “Who called?” “Bluetooth and ghost stories have merged in your head. Lay the table. Tom’s on the way home…” “I’m home, honey! Whom were you speaking to?” https://katmyrman.com/2019/05/14/twittering-tales-136-14-may-2019/

Bleeding no more …

a planet precariously hung on the bleeding edge of hope – expecting calls from the Sun, Moon and Stars   my being struggling to find truth within -hidden tales of potential breaking out of edges   bleeding no more …. https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2019/05/09/reenas-exploration-challenge-86/ Image credit: the nelo-angelo at deviantart

मरीचिका

Mareechika (Mirage) by Amit Agrawal, with English translation in Comments section

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लहरा दो ज़ुल्फ़ें अपनी
हैं ये प्राण लताएँ
सींच लूँ अपना बंजर तन

महका हुआ यौवन तेरा
बन सर्प लिपटा रहूं
संदल का है सुन्दर वन

गूंजती हैं यादें इसमें
कौन सुनेगा इन्हें
एकाकी है खण्डर मन

तुझसे है रिश्ता कोई
क्यों लगता है तुझे
अमित है चिर दुश्मन

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तुम्हारे इंतज़ार में

English translation in Comments section …

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रख दिया है दिल चाकू की धार पे
रिसते हैं ये घाव तुम्हारे इंतज़ार में ।१।

यूँ ही महफ़िल से उठ आया हूँ मैं
शायद हाँ छिपी थी तेरे इंकार में ।२।

और कहीं जाके रुकती नहीं नज़र
उलझ गया है मन तुम्हारे शृंगार में ।३।

उसके घर में देर है अंधेर नहीं हैं
हमने रातें गुज़ार दीं इसी ऐतबार में।४।

वो अब नज़रें चुराने लगा अमित
क्या रखा है ऐसे वस्ल-ए-यार में ।५।

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