pondering on fate of the human race won’t help live life right contribute your small mite to universal magic In other words, ponder at Patricia's Place
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pondering on fate of the human race won’t help live life right contribute your small mite to universal magic In other words, ponder at Patricia's Place
hear the light filtering through rustling leaves sound of heartbeats Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
We are celebrating the festival of Diwali here, in this week. The prompt reminded me of the visits to my grandparents and home-cooked dishes in childhood. As my mother and aunts cooked, we engaged in making elaborate decorative patterns with colored sand, grains, salt or flowers outside the house. Innovation meant using a new material … Continue reading Then & Now
voting rights are illusions of power in common working hands backstage manipulations make democracy a farce keep masses busy invoke suppressed emotions instigate battles they manage wealth of nations we debate inanities politics needs funds business demands high favors manipulations they laugh at our ignorance all the way to acquired wealth Haikai Challenge #59 … Continue reading Tentacles of Power
suspended hearts in-between state of acceptance or rejection not wanting to be friend-zoned but keeping options open youth masters the art of balancing translucence in emotions with practical interests (29 words) Weekend Writing Prompt #79
angst of fire molten lava dripping shapeless stinging tears I blow candles and sing a song Happy Birthday ….. cakewalking another year feet battling porcelain bases I spread sweetness around the core gets eaten away Reena's Exploration Challenge #Week 60
The chill in the air is symbolic of the underlying fear. The horizon will turn dark earlier than usual. The Sun may become a rare visitor. Who will uphold the truth? The starkness of branches is a reassurance. It represents the bare truth, shorn of all foliage – frills and fancies. Lack of warmth may … Continue reading To blossom again
intensity of red, infinity of blue dwarf myriad colors of Me green envy interrupts the purple that I want to be Three Line Tales
a night pitch dark raindrops shimmer- golden dreams to light them up Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
I miss companions in a childhood lost busy parents and neighborhoods. She loves..... Photo Challenge #236