General

The wheels of time roll
Ushers in constant changes
A new rhythm is born.

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Written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #156 and MLMM’s Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille- change.

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #156

PROMPT #156- Deadline

Let’s set a deadline

Or I would procrastinate

But it’s so tiresome

Continuous tick-tock, tick-tock

Builds the pressure, makes queasy

Time, you flutter your sixty wings
robbing me of well deserved winks

Everyday when dawn strides towards dusk
I can feel your manner so brusque

Proud thou art of your stranglehold
causing chaos and ruckus untold

If only you could slow down sometimes
I would write you endless rhymes

Wresting with you fills me with grief
crumpled lie my dreams so brief

This is not vitriol but genuine complain
pushing me to the limits, what do you gain

Threatening me with deadlines and clocks
filling me with the dread of always pulling up my socks

Maybe you have your reasons for not waiting for anyone
but I am too naive to understand your constant run

Don’t throw tantrums in a fit of pique
could I possibly have foresight at least

Remember one day I will be free of your shackles
too far gone to be bothered by your cackles!

https://amanpan.com/2020/10/12/eugis-weekly-prompt-foresight-october-12-2020/

What is time? Is it something that one person has more and others have less? Is it something that is good or bad? Is it something that runs faster for one and slows down for another? Is it something that makes us forgive and forget or something that makes us strong and bolder?

The fact is, we change the definition of time as per our convenience. When we face a bad experience, we say bad time is going on. Similarly for good things happening in life, it’s a good time. We say that time is a healer, healing us of the old wounds making one stronger. We regret it when we waste time and then we wish for more. Older people think that time is moving at a faster pace.

But what is the fault of time? It just exists and doesn’t wait for anyone. It…

You’ve all the time you need

No I don’t.

Yes you do,

Its not infinite you know, there’s only so much allotted to me.

Then don’t waste it, use it wisely

I keep telling myself that as I sit and ponder,

You ponder far too much

Its what I’m good at.

You’ve strengths, you know you have

But is that enough

Depends on what you want to achieve

I don’t know that I want to achieve anything but simply exist

Then do that but to the best of your ability.

Sometimes its just words, random words,

That’s all we can do, and hope they mean something.

I think it’s about feeling good within

Of course, and time will tell you if you are successful.

I want that as much as anything else,

A goal, you have a goal, for forth young man.

Use my time productively,

Yes indeed.

Written for:…

Those laughs saved for later,

Suppressing asinine moments of glee,

Those minutes of time stored in unseen jars,

Living someplace other than present,

Saving proliferates,

When this life is lived through all its colours,

Those experiences of opportunities denied,

Waiting for a better one,

Those finesse of teachings lost,

Tarrying knowledge’s entry,

Someday life’s chord cuts,

Sans any intimation,

Sans any intuition,

Would lingering then save the day?

Would our lifeline care for deadlines ?

74 words.

Thoughts :- Life is lived through all its colours, ups and downs. We can neither save our ups lifelong, neither can we halt our downs. Each moment, each day.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for running the Reena’s Exploration Challenge. The theme for this week was deadlines. Thank you Sammi Cox for running the Weekend Writing Prompt Challenge. The word for the week is asinine, which means silly and word limit is…

https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/10/01/reenas-exploration-challenge-155

PROMPT #155- Horror

ghosts and witches

their means of scaring us

seem like child’s play

when we compare them

to the horror created by

mafias

their power 

their impudence 

their hold over systems

their confidence that they are above the law

that they can get

away after any crime

common people

terrified

terrorized

running from door to door

for justice

will they get any

or…well, why lose hope

one day truth may come out

Time’s precision pendulum swings

lulling me into surrender

sweeping silly senses under

quilted blankets of beguiling

delusions of imaginings

cozily wrapped up in rainbows

warping Time through a window

into, over, future and pasts

stalling, staying, scuttling fast

TickTockTickTock. What’s fast? What’s slow?

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Reena’s exploration challenge experimental art (clock)

He laid awake and said the name into the night.

He has been repeatedly doing it for the past few nights.

When she asked if he’ll take her out, he said deadline is on my head and I can’t.

When she asked if he could accompany her for the regular check up, he had the reason of the deadline.

When she requested him to make it a movie night with her, ‘Don’t you know I have a deadline’, pat came the reply.

When she was gazing the stars all alone, he was there furiously typing away, trying to beat the deadline.

Now, after waiting for long, when she was suddenly gone, he finally felt his heart missing a beat.

In his quest to meet the deadline, he unknowingly ignored her needs and love, but her life had a deadline too, which he forgot to meet.

Her presence taken for granted…