Micropoetry

breathing is unrhythmic, heavy I notice my clenched fists Am I feeling helpless now? rage seething within.   This can also be termed as 'silhouette poetry', where a scenario/mental state is described without actually naming it.     Saturday Mix- Lucky Dip, 18 November, 2017

multiple hues of the evening sky filtering essence of the sun, unreflecting surfaces of dark, concrete structures enhance each other. Horizon witnesses sunrays melt.   #writephoto by Sue Vincent

I am born again every moment of life seasons come and go     Word prompt With Earth’s first Clay They did the Last Man’s knead, And then of the Last Harvest sow’d the Seed: Yea, the first Morning of Creation wrote What the Last Dawn of Reckoning shall read. © Omar Khayyam (Tr. FitzGerald) … Continue reading Reborn

wild instincts lead to unfolding of wonders hidden from the eye see the white beauties in vivacious colors   Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge #Week 71 by Elsie Hagley

Why are giant clocks placed on the top of towering structures? I see time overseeing us, laughing silently as it watches us scramble through life trying to manage it, and yet, be governed by the movement of its hands. eternity so often misconstrued as finite We impose the finite nature of our lives on time, … Continue reading Wheels

The owl has always intrigued me. It appears to be the wise one overseeing the world with its unflinching gaze and round eyes. Indian culture does not acknowledge the bird as wise. We do not like the solitary, nocturnal creature and its rare, strange cry is seen as a harbinger of death. ‘Ullu’ (Hindi word … Continue reading Fukuroo–Who? Who? Who? dVerse Haibun Monday

cosiness of love wrapped around me like the warmth of your touch familiarity of innocent smells and smiles   Colleen's Weekly Poetry Prompt - smell and cozy  

short words acquire broader meanings in time ‘Sexy’ is just one   Ronovan Writes Weekly Hailu Poetry Prompt Challenge #175

armed with deep pain disarmed by love I move ahead to explore new horizons hope drives all towards life   SoCS  

common strong bonds of shared banalities feeding evil and manipulation Masterminds.   all blessed intellectuals isolated, and chained in splendor of solitude Brilliance   Weekly Writing Prompt #114