English translation in Comments section …
रख दिया है दिल चाकू की धार पे
रिसते हैं ये घाव तुम्हारे इंतज़ार में ।१।
यूँ ही महफ़िल से उठ आया हूँ मैं
शायद हाँ छिपी थी तेरे इंकार में ।२।
और कहीं जाके रुकती नहीं नज़र
उलझ गया है मन तुम्हारे शृंगार में ।३।
उसके घर में देर है अंधेर नहीं हैं
हमने रातें गुज़ार दीं इसी ऐतबार में।४।
वो अब नज़रें चुराने लगा अमित
क्या रखा है ऐसे वस्ल-ए-यार में ।५।
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 86
Never a dull moment .... by Violet Lentz
Blind Shrike ………… by Jade Li
Loggerhead Shrike by Carol Allen Anfinsen
Axe’s bleeding edge
Raised o’er outstretched necks
To strike.
Gene-spliced monsters fledge
As architects pledge
“Safe-like.”
Evolution sledged
On extinction’s ledge
Blind shrike.
A Butcher Bird, or Shrike is a predatory songbird, fearless and bold. It is a ferocious killer that will impale its victims.
This lai form poem (please see here and here for more information on the form) is written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge, whose prompt this week is BLEEDING EDGE, defined as the very forefront of technological development, as well as being an entry for this month’s lai form challenge at dVerse.
The Nleeding Edge ….
By Michael
PROMPT
This week’s prompt consists of two words –
BLEEDING EDGE
The dictionary meaning is
the very forefront of technological development.
Go where your imagination takes you.
Gordon Edge was bleeding.
In itself that was not unusual as Gordon Edge often bled.
Gordon was a whiz at technology and was accredited with the invention of the Edgeathon, a computer-based machine that could with amazing accuracy predict the winning numbers for the Saturday Lotto.
The bleeding was all in his mind, he was sure, as though it was noticeable Gordon felt the bleeding was all an illusion despite the fact his mother would often remark that a large number of blood-soaked handkerchiefs he put in the wash each week was a tad disturbing.
Gordon’s Edgeathon was at the forefront of technology and was in great demand. As he had the only one in existence and had resisted all overtures to give…
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A woman of the bush … by Michael
She was a woman of the bush
Her home was among the tangle of vines
Her wisdom sought after
She could solve most things if you bothered to listen.
She’d tell you to feel the connection
Put an ear to the trees
Take in all you heard.
You could find her most days tending her garden
The herbs she grew had a purpose and a tale
If you asked what or why
She’d fix you with her stare
Then explain in no uncertain terms
The reason why each herb was precious.
This one would cure this and that,
Another for easing pain, settling nerves,
Mix them together, and you created a potion
Put you to sleep or fill you with vigour.
She was ever willing to share,
For she was a woman of the bush
Whose home among the vines
Kept her safe from greedy eyes.
Written for: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2019/05/02/reenas-exploration-challenge-85/
Bleeding edge …. by Jen Goldie
“Bleeding Edge” a two-word prompt on Reena’s Exploration Challenge #86
Robots on rent ...... by Eugenia
Nervous and raw …. By Susi Bocks
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #86
ouch!
nails bitten to the quick
ripped delicate cuticles
now look at that bleeding edge
what’s a nervous person to do
On the cusp …… by Jim Adams
The breakthrough is near, we are heading in the right direction and change is evident. Being on the brink is exciting, but something must give to push us over the edge. We are on the bleeding edge of a constitutional crisis here in the US, which some people view as a problem. I feel that this conflict over the way our government is functioning must come to a head soon. Things haven’t been going good between Democrats and Republicans for a while now and it has developed into a really bad situation with fundamental governing laws no longer being followed and there are many other issues that we are unable to resolve.
Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi House along with Judiciary Chairman Jerrold Nadler have both declared this country to be in a constitutional crisis. Congress does not enjoy having its feathers ruffled, or being snubbed, so subpoenas must…
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Embrace …. by thedarknetizen
Do you remember me?
We used to come here in our youth. You, the merchant Prince, and I a mere farmer girl. Do you remember how you embraced me here, hidden from the eyes of the world?
I remember. I remember how you brought me here after your marriage to some Southern Princess was decided. You pinned me against this tree and impaled me there with your sword.
I remember how the woods embraced me after that. I became a part of them, a vengeful forest spirit. Now you come back here after so many years. Let me complete my vengeance.
Let me embrace you…
Word Count: 105
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