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Around him, people sang, danced and engaged in conversation. To him it was a cacophony of noise, he felt disorientated, confusion mounting he knew it was not a good place to be.

His sister had married, children had come, he related to the children, he wanted to be like her…normal.

In his mind were vast empty caverns where thoughts bounced back and forth, unable to make sense of it all he would lash out, become violent and then once he had attracted the attention he thought he needed he would try and re-think what had happened and try and move on.

He didn’t like being like he was, his view of his world was a narrow perspective, and as he grew older, it became worse. The small innocent boy he once was grew into a man, with man-like strength and a tongue that had no trouble acquiring the language he…

(Photo courtesy of Alexis Ortiz)

The artist looked as if he was plastered against the front of the castle. An intended flattening manufactured to result in equally deliberate consequences. While the purists felt that the splendour of the architecture was being tarnished by such pyrotechnics, the ones calling themselves, ‘the freakish progressives’ delighted in the concept and even coined the term “graffitista” – euphemism for a fashionista turned human graffiti.

Before the “Jumping Graffitista” transformed into an international movement, it’s birth resembled that of an accidental child. An ebullient couple high on both adrenaline and alcohol, while egregiously cavorting in front of the Windsor Castle, broke out into a spontaneous game. Each took the other’s picture just when the subject was jumping. A typical Instagram raw material.

Joanne, an intrepid humanitarian & ecologist while taking her own pictures of the Castle focused accidentally upon a black visage against a white…

Written In Response To:

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge # 59:  Worth Mentioning – What has inspired you lately? A song, an image, a quotation? This week’s challenge is to share something “worth mentioning”.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #98 – PROMPT WORD:  Perspective – I invite you this week to explore the potential of this word further.

truth worth mentioning

Light shines from darkest places

soul’s adversities

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Photo Credit:  Pinterest

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Perspective —
a prism
where your eye
is the light

your brain waits
for rainbow.

Reena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge.  Reena says:
A favorite theme which reflects in my writing is perspective. I’m totally fascinated with the potential of this – how it creates different realities for each of us, and impacts the world. One wonders what is truth – scientific evidence, what we feel with our senses or a writer’s take which transports us to a different world.  I invite you this week to explore the potential of this word further.

PROMPTWORD
Perspective

My offering is in the form of a septolet poem.

For Reena’s Exploration Challenge, I am reposting a poem I wrote a while ago, but it fits the brief:

The world around us appears how we see it

It’s not the same for everyone that’s true

We all have a different perspective on everything

That is how we look and see the life differently

A happy news may not gladden everyone’s heart

Because each may be expecting things differently

My joy may not be your and your sorrow

May not touch my heart in the same way at all

What is a treasure to me, may look like peanuts to you

Your millions may seem just pittance to someone else

The things that are important to one may not be to some

This life has lots of different faces all are in their own way

Important to one or the other in us but we all only can see

This…

किसी का दिल टूटा
पीछा किसी का छूटा
नज़रिए की बात है ।१।

मिला है नया मीत तुम्हें
तुम मना रहे हो जश्न
अपनी तो मात है ।२।

थे हम भी कभी अज़ीज़
अब तो देखते भी नहीं
बदले हुए हालात हैं ।३।

ढून्ढ रहा हूँ सुकूँ क्यों
क्योंकर आएगी नींद मुझे
तन्हाई की रात है ।४।

क्यों है मायूस अमित
लुटी नहीं कोई मिल्कियत
सस्ते से ज़ज़्बात हैं ।५।

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 98