How can I forget? sunshine in my life joy of motherhood was all brought in by someone the world calls an animal. In response to Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge by Elsie Hagley Image: Reena Saxena (User rights restricted)
The world calls her that ….
Terrorism
I woke up with a severe stringing sensation in my eyes. Was it tear gas or chemical warfare? Had the terrorists attacked this normally peaceful township? I wanted to walk out and talk to them, but found myself tied back. What if they attack my daughter sleeping inside? And my old parents may not be … Continue reading Terrorism
Illusion
firefighting fails with incorrect inputs I realized the smoke was in my eyes all veils were an illusion. Tanka inspired by Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge Image : Ellendill at deviantart.com
Poetry
Smouldering eyes the veil on a pretty face smoke of poetry Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge Image: pinterest.com
Floating
A flower shines A star blooms in my mind I float through life Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Poetry #Haiku #Challenge
A hole in the sky
I stare at the sky assume that infinity unfathomable is beyond humble minds of late starters in life. I came to the world The sky has been around forever and deep Hey! what if it turns out to be just an illusion? Layers of ether deceiving humankind Limited vision and fear of the … Continue reading A hole in the sky
Writing more or less ….
Writing is a cathartic process It unleashes all that is dormant in me Lilting memories of long-forgotten sounds Drive me to sing along, till they fade again. Doodling thoughts on a keyboard Living once again, in the underbelly of life In dark lanes of insecurity and struggling expression Will I, won’t I ever make … Continue reading Writing more or less ….
Hallucinations
Think What if you and I has never ever met Hallucinations! Elfje (Poem meter 1,2,3,4,1) inspired by Saturday Mix Image: trailrunnermag.com
Around the elements
Tell me what do you see from up there? Angst? Say how do you feel above the earth? Your tryst with the sky fired the winds to carry you above the biased air. Blessed with a vision and a sparkling fate You watch water and earth up from the sky … Continue reading Around the elements
Storming the bastions
I stormed the bastions of my inner self to weed out dependence, insecurity resentment and envy. Anger refused to go it protects my interest against attackers taking me for granted. It helps me against stubbornness and evil of those who refuse to see reason. Inspired by Quadrille #34 at https://dversepoets.com/2017/06/05/quadrille-34/ Image: crooksandliars.com
