comeagainwherelove wasbetween us-sacredpureuntouchedunselfishmutual strengthwordlesslywe dweltinmomentsof silenceyou leftusalone,Love W3 Prompt #158
Come again
comeagainwherelove wasbetween us-sacredpureuntouchedunselfishmutual strengthwordlesslywe dweltinmomentsof silenceyou leftusalone,Love W3 Prompt #158
dreaming of a futurewhile walking on coalinduced heartbeatspacemakers galore I make peacewith momentsdead and gone Life is in the Nowandgrandeur of Hope Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
peace beckonsscreen lines almost flatthe deathbed infant smilesin her mother’s armshope abounds travel, childcross lines of controlbreathe easy baby squealswith delight; invitesattention grandma smilesa hand raised to blessfalls lifeless Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 10 - Senryu Series
I miss Mom more than ever as I walk through Sakura-laden sidewalks. The extended cherry blossom season has brought in a fresh wave of tourists, and visitors in outfits from different countries liven up the landscape further. I stopped to see a girl child in a wheelchair. Her expression sharply contrasted with her mother’s morose … Continue reading Cheer
cloaked skyclouds write storiesmoon returns borrowed lightmerges with darkness to renewintent Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
I always landed jobs through the entrance test/interview route and prided myself on being chosen on merit, till someone told me that’s not the right way to get selected. Good candidates are those referred by one or more executives because it shows that people in the industry think well of you. I stood for organisational … Continue reading Fated Encounters
restrained power ofa framed mountain on the wallwatches silentlyliquid reflections of homes-the brink of dissolution What Do You See #285
congealed stains on sheetsconceal words I bleed all night I struggle to liquefy the mass,reach the same creative statebetween consciousness and blissas an alternative to light Neither can I beat darknessnor wash the sheetslest I lose unwritten poems Quadrille #222
Seeds - buried or sownExhibit great resilienceEarn a bright futureDemure visage discardedSprout into lush greenery Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
The hesitation between the lines, the unspoken "unless," shapes the world.It’s a cautionary tale, a subtle retreat,The fine print beneath life's offers.A whisper wrapped in politenessA dagger gloved in silk.How often have I heard the words..But… you are a poor cultural fit Friday Faithfuls