This is a re-post of a ghazal that I wrote a couple of years ago. I am sharing with DVerse for this month’s poetry form.

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fifty shades of embarrassment
each deep enough to
mask any
remnant
of
love

May Writing Prompts

We walk our lonely paths of quiet decay. Structures, once vibrant and alive, are worn down by the passage of time and buffeted by the winds of indifference. Old ways of being morph into future generations and new structures are born.

Eight babies poured from my mother’s womb in eight years, then someone turned off the tap and the babies stopped flowing. I was the fourth of the eight children my parents raised in our three bedroom apartment. The apartment was unending chaos. With my father absent ten hours a day my mother tried hard to cope but was heavily outnumbered. I remember pouring Coca Cola on top of my cereal for breakfast, eating three different flavours…

आप यूँ ही हमें टहलाते रहें
हम हवाई किले बनाते रहें ।१।

हम दास्तान-ए-इश्क़ सुनाते रहें
आप नादानी पे मुस्कुराते रहें ।२।

आप बेरुख़ी से पेश आते रहें
हम शमा-ए-उम्मीद जलाते रहें ।३।

हाँ जब भी ज़रुरत पड़े हमारी
आप हमको दोस्त बताते रहें ।४।

न कम हो दीवानगी अमित
आप यूँ ही हमें लुभाते रहें।५।

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 87

Don’t summon weird girls

Or have fortune told.

They’ll tell you bent tales

From their wooden souls.

Wicker women they,

Casting spells of old,

Summon dreadful haunts

And kings’ lives remold.

Critique not his pride –

Fault the coven fold

For her unclean hands

And his grim parole.

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Because of the way my week’s scheduling works, I have never done one of the famous #writephoto prompts. This week, I thought the picture prompt was too interesting to ignore, so I decided to shove Count Vlad out of the way.  Thanks to Sue Vincent for these lovely pictures!

Moreover, this poem is about Macbeth, my 100%, no doubt favorite Shakespeare play.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #87 May 16, 2019

Photo Courtesy of Prachika Saxena

UNKNOWN

The path was chosen for her,

unafraid, yet worn,

she knew she would walk alone,

sans fear, guilt in tow

towards the darkness

unknown….

©J.E.Goldie May 18, 2019

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #86

PROMPT

This week’s prompt consists of two words –

BLEEDING EDGE

The dictionary meaning is- the very forefront of technological development.