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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #239

PROMPT #239

We have a situation prompt this week

You wake up to discover a completely different, unknown face staring back at you from the mirror.

so engrossed in my

daily routines

never felt the change

suddenly

one day

I wake up to discover

an unknown face

where is that happy-go-lucky woman

full of jest for life

when did

I change so much

now full of 

stamps of time

numerous lines and wrinkles

each one telling a story

story of a long journey

each wrinkle

tells

how many battles fought

how many won

how many

lost

Seventy-five years…

Not a short time

with cunning glinting
behind adventurous eyes
possibilities await

unbounded by previous restrictions
excitement and anticipation
flush through her veins

the quest for achievement
greater than thought within reach
illusion or reality

We have a situation prompt this week

You wake up to discover a completely different, unknown face staring back at you from the mirror.

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Who am I?
Who are you?
What changed overnight?

Is this, the inner me emerging?
The outer shell is fracturing 
Finally the truth is revealed 

What I see in the mirror 
It is what I always wanted 
At last I’ve overcome my inhibitions

Now the world will also see
What was hidden inside of me
See the new me
See what I want you to see!

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Written for; RXC PROMPT #239, hosted by Reena

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Tough

tough should be
my last name
for i was born to be one
i was born under one
tough situation.

tough is what
i have become
over the years
over time.

tougher i believe
i am as i age
as i continue
to navigate life
to win extraordinary
battles and wars.

until you
came along
that i discovered
the toughest
version of me
after you repeteadly
broke me in pieces.

i am at my toughest
now as i gather myself
together again and
i can’t thank you enough
for making me
the toughest
that i am today.

For Reenas’s Exploration Challenge:

We have a situation prompt this week

You wake up to discover a completely different, unknown face staring back at you from the mirror.

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #239

“Never love a wild thing…If you let yourself love a wild thing, you’ll end up looking at the sky.”

― Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories

Days of youth when nights never end

a wild haired gypsy child-woman

Silver earrings dangling

gaudy bracelets clanging

dancing to her favorite songs.

Caught up in a whirlwind

of colorful young men- yearning

to capture her body’s bright soul

tether her to their hungry embrace

put her spirit in its ‘rightful’ place.

But yet with sweet grace, she resists

elusive as a lace winged butterfly

she flits from honeyed bloom to bloom

never lingering in a heart too long

She takes to the skies, soaring ever higher.

Author’s Note: It’s our 11th anniversary at dVerse and I am hosting today’s Poetics. The prompt is choosing one of 11 lines from Breakfast at Tiffany’s and using it to inspire a poem. The…

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shed a million rivers of tears ‘cos i’m missing you dear

there are times when holding on doesn’t anymore count on

so i took refuge and snug on at the comfort of what i could embrace right now

because for now, it’s all that i have and nothing else

nothing else can make me stop and shed a million rivers of tears.

what would you do if i say it’s killin’ me to be out here somewhere

where i lay my head at night silently sobbing for it’s in your arms i wanna be

what would you say to my grieving heart

what would you do to make me stop

shed a million rivers of tears?

all i can do is hold on here to something i don’t know what

all i can do is hang on to the thinnest piece of thread that’s connecting us

all…