“Don’t look for me, because you won’t find me.” Dylan almost wanted to put the letter down, and call the police, but then, he stopped to read on. “Thanks for all the support! You are the colonnade that enveloped my existence, helped me stay afloat, but also separated me from the skies I dream of … Continue reading A sky to fly
minutiae of your presence in my space grow every minute threatening to explode I can’t take it any more…. the new moon will grow in size but tonight it marks the prelude of a separation in its pregnant darkness Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge
Writing takes me to nooks and corners I’ve never been before, and yet, I am unable to escape myself. The characters I paint are as I see them. I wonder if I will be forgiven to change their reality to suit me perspective. Cutting it short, here’s the prompt for this week. FOR THE NEW … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #70
framed thoughts in doorways apparent signals to move hold me back, then walk ahead of perceived pathways my shape silhouetted against pale reflections of the buzz inside my head smashing boundaries of self to reshape, redefine fading outlines to rewrite untold stories from the vaults of history never read, never lived.... Thursday Photo Prompt
I did not know why you hurt, and threw tantrums - beyond my level-headedness I did not know what made you cry Tears never having dented my wellness All the while, I had no clue I happen to be stronger than you I like to live free– unhindered impulsive whims never subdued it was beyond … Continue reading I had no clue
“Destiny overtook a mother’s will,” says the message to my husband as my dog breathes her last. The hands that nursed her back to health after rib and foot fractures, the hands that cleaned up what she threw out from her mega-oesophagus (a medical condition) could not protect her from the cruel arms of Death. … Continue reading Destiny overtakes
Sleeping under the stars, I think of you and your moon-like face shines in my dreams. The liquor heavy breath of the cleaner boy wakes me up. Dawn break is still an hour away, but we need to drive on – to reach destinations where you wait. Three Line Tales #Week 55
She had come a long way. The baby girl who survived being thrown against the wall in her infancy, the girl who borrowed books to quench her thirst for learning, the girl who ran away from home to find a new life and landed in a brothel, the girl who poisoned the ‘madam’ to get … Continue reading She won the battle
She aced cricket, topped the class in Mechanical Engineering, and moved on to become CEO of a company. Our friends teasingly refer to me as Prince Philip, the one who walks a step behind his wife. I’m happy to be her support, the ‘man behind her success’. News channels speak of the largest corruption scandal … Continue reading Glass door
ethereal joy plays hide and seek with me now here, now gone intangibility of shadows dancing in the sun In other words, dancing at Patricia's Place
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