Oneness redefined in shadows of the infinite How small do we look under the blue umbrella? Will holding each other add a little more weight give us some presence in nature’s scheme of things? And then the sky speaks- I am what I am not with the height or intangibility but – because I … Continue reading Expansiveness
“I don’t like this place.” “It’s your new home, Hannah! You chose this.” “I chose a person, not the place and culture. I don’t change as an individual, because I like a particular person. I’m not compelled to adopt a different culture and lifestyle.” “Girls do it everywhere, when they marry in a different country, … Continue reading Making it work
I’m seen as strong but being blamed emotionally abused for being myself breaks me silently I am wilful I am defiant it has been induced by the battles I fought to just be myself Incompatibility is not criminal you are to be blamed as much as I for being different Forgiveness happens … Continue reading Recurring deposits
invisible pain I groan all the more to think there is no escape it will twist and turn life and I will be blamed for it https://patriciasplace.me/2019/02/27/in-other-words-invisible/
Hope instilled in hearts with a bright name and hue that’s morning glory https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/02/27/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-february-27-2019-morning-glory/
Those rare moments when my inner light flickers make me see darkness in a new light as real as all opposites Hope will not be happy unless one has experienced hopelessness life will not hold the same zest without an unknown expiry date Planning skills are built on a platform of chaos … Continue reading Superimposed structures
Street lights …………….. by Megha Sood
The dimming street lights
cast a long shadow
you are taking long strides
to keep the demons away
from catching up to you
You are hiding your soul
saving it
Not ready to make a deal with
with the devil yet
the flickering light in your heart
is giving you way
While the night engulfs the
shadows away
It’s the beginning of the nightfall
the night is dense
You can’t track your guiding star
The shadows are catching up
You can only run this far.
You can knock all you want
There won’t be any
help you can find
the voyeurs in the street
would love to hear you
screaming alive.
Your hurtful pleads
can only go so far
the lights are dimming
voices are dying down
you can only run this far.
Photo by Paul Garaizar on Unsplash
This post is in response to the daily prompt Dim
Together ... By Helene Vaillant
soul wonders how did I reach here conscious alive with a cape and torch? Death – not as dark as it seems Fear created -indoctrination to prevent ignorance assuming power. I like the transition Someone waits mysteries galore beautiful awaited I know I’ll reach there formless, exposed- but who cares? https://helenevaillant.com/2019/02/26/10678/
Pillow fights are now a thing of the past, soft and all forgotten, forgiven in the morning. Words thrown around – carelessly or with a deliberate intention to pierce the heart, do hurt a lot more. But we are grown up now, wiser and know all about inheritance and wealth management. https://katmyrman.com/2019/02/26/twittering-tales-125-26-february-2019/
