watching burgeoning moss of blind obeisance floating over shallow waters DISGUST overtakes our transparent depths making us despondent honest courage despairs Colleen's 2018 #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 78
Despair
watching burgeoning moss of blind obeisance floating over shallow waters DISGUST overtakes our transparent depths making us despondent honest courage despairs Colleen's 2018 #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 78
It took a while for me to understand what lies behind loud guffaws. The derision of a psychopath, concealed pain of a loser, camaraderie between bumchums, drunk merriment and playing up to expectations. In the process of analysing laughter, I have forgotten how to smile. naked vision stings as tears trickle down I reach for … Continue reading Raw
walking together for some time lifting feet in perfect rhythm to the music of shared thoughts and then, bidding goodbye to go our own way been there, done that and yet, it feels not true Weekly Writing Challenge #135 (5) Words: | WAY | WALK | TRUE | DONE | LIFT |
Beastly extensions of my soul refuse to die away nails grow back to console beastly extensions of my soul words separate me from the whole a human tool to lead others astray Beastly extensions of my soul refuse to die away Photo Challenge #208
I am a non-believer. Institutionalized faith has never inspired me. I see it as nothing more than opium for the masses. I see the opium of religion being replaced with many others – mindless music, mindless devotion, mindless battles. People are given a cause to fight for, which does not really impact society and life, … Continue reading Transparency
growing up an awakening to nurture some more hopes of an uncertain future unmaking of dreams Sunday Writing Prompt at MLMM
I stay afloat with no soil support, like lilies in the pond infusing hope in life till a turtle comes along Haikai Challenge #27
I will forever cherish that moment of awakening opening of an eye which gave me a glimpse of what is possible Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox
Do not be too generous a host. Your body is the temple that houses your soul. Take care of what lives in there. Emotions are liquid, emotions are your response to external stimuli, emotions are palpable, emotions are real and tangible as you feel them in your body. The external manifestation of emotions is behavior, … Continue reading Who lives in there?
A Haibun it is for me – a prose/poetry format that offers full scope for expression. I enjoy where it takes me. At times, I write the culminating haiku first, and build up the prose later. Variations like prose and poetry sandwiches, alternating verse too, work well. Poetic prose is different, but can be woven … Continue reading Haibun