Rhythm of my existence disturbed by rise and fall of your floating thought patterns is stable when I’m alone. 28 inspired by Weekly Writing Prompt at Secretkeeper https://secretkeeper.net/2017/04/03/weekly-writing-prompt-83/ (5) Words: | THINK | RISE | RHYTHM | FLOAT| FALL | Image: jllrealreviews.com
I sadly reflected on the years gone by. I had found my Self, but it was too late to change the world. At the fag end of an earthly existence, the opportunities of transforming one’s own life, start appearing remote. In retrospect, I had always taken up for the underdog. I had always rebelled against … Continue reading Too late?
This piece is inspired by Mick Talbot's creations at https://mickhispoetry.wordpress.com/. Dedicated to the love of our life, Chappy Saxena. DIAMANTE POETRY - LOVE FOR A LIFETIME What did I see in you that night? When cruelty locked you in hungry, thirsty, scared and alone on the terrace, on a hot, balmy night You jumped off the terrace … Continue reading Diamante and Concrete Poems
HAIKU TANKA HAIBUN I laughed at the clown’s antics in the circus at one stage. Today, it makes me cry to think about the difficult lives they lead off stage. In childhood, I laughed when a friend slipped and fell. The thought of all slips in life, and the pain they caused, brings tears … Continue reading Emoticons #TankaTuesday
Her chagrin gave me immense satisfaction. Here was the mighty, authoritative matriarch, now struggling to have her way around people. She had always held others to her exacting standards, without a thought on their personal views. She had ruled with an iron hand, with full support from the husband and sons. The mother-in-law was now … Continue reading The Mother-In-Law
The greyness looming on the horizon does not bother me. I just carry my glow to another zone. The clouds will come and go, and display their unusual shapes against different backgrounds. Nature and destiny have set certain rules. Everybody deserves to have their time, and their downtime, without threatening the presence of another. The … Continue reading Quiet Confidence
I listened, I whispered to the winds. They heard, but did they really grasp? Did they internalize, or just moved on? The clouds blowing them away, Choosing to shake hands, not to clasp. This is part of an yet unpublished poem titled 'Intuition' Linked to 'In Other Words - Wind' at Patricia's Place https://patriciasplace.me/
The theme words 'Light and Dark' are not used in the piece at all, but run through the entire composition. The 'first person plural' is used, keeping with the theme of duality. The title and cover picture are integral parts of the piece, and complete the message. We do not co-exist, but cannot exist without … Continue reading LIGHT AND DARK
Sycophants are altruistic people, they manage to stoke egos and float people in bubbles of vanity. They give others a reason to live which some so sorely missed, and inflate their emptiness into a liveable space reflecting narcissist beauty. They propagate smart business models…. (44 words)
Recurring events are renewals of the old How can spring be fresh? The singe-ing summer will thaw while the Tropics celebrate. Tanka inspired by Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge
