layers of blue sometime grey sometimes light fail to elevate blue moods where are the birds to show me the path my wheels remain firmly on ground failing to take off.. layers of blue sometimes grey sometimes light I wish it was dark the sun was shining in some other world while stars smiled … Continue reading Blues
everything close to hearts does not remain close as doors close to paths we see as ours ambitions change with directionless winds we carve new paths to reach new destinations Torturers, be not proud you just egg us on to find more of everything https://dversepoets.com/2020/04/06/quadrille-101-whats-neither-closed-nor-cancelled-poetry/
Never before has the country been so sharply and so vociferously divided into two camps. Social media is vitriolic. At the same time, people love getting doped with inane challenges- wear this, tag that person… And now comes the mega Challenge from the political leadership – Switch off all lights at 9 pm for 9 … Continue reading Never before
War is hell. You can’t photograph a flying bullet, but you can capture genuine fear. spirituality vanishes in thin air hunger dominates but ego and greed take the cake fear pervades, yet a larger share of pie attracts all I wonder which pie are they talking about? https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/03/26/reenas-exploration-challenge-128/
energy of spirals accelerates speed destinations remain the same what did I miss or lose on the way wrapped up in my dizziness? I cannot go back guilt will haunt each step where feet did not touch the ground https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/03/31/photo-challenge-309/
it’s not just the rocks worlds look desolate today hiding somewhere there the Sun is up but carries no cheer from previous sojourns light is inadequate to liberate minds from clutches of fear wistfully, the Sun comes closer but inspires no trust who knows where power lies? https://scvincent.com/2020/03/26/thursday-photo-prompt-wistful-writephoto/
There is a scene in “We the Living” by Ayn Rand, where lovers are being separated and taken away to Siberia. They know they will not survive, yet the girl says, “Let us look at the moon every day, and find solace that we are looking at the same moon.” They needed a unifying factor … Continue reading I don't know how
people on a sacrosanct mission following propagating the leader’s rules quashing disagreement getting into malleable frames easy to manipulate easy to be directed on preordained paths not knowing whose interest it serves but fired up… nevertheless magic of Opium never ceases to surprise me https://dversepoets.com/2020/03/23/quadrille-100-abracadabra-wheres-my-magic-wand/
I don’t like being scanned under microscopes being isolated in a petri-dish I steel my resolve to dump friends who need permission to go explore the world I embark on a journey they look perplexed, not happy with my pretty shape refuse to shake hands stare with suspicion hide themselves I empathise … Continue reading Isolation
breathing in, breathing out, just moving on thoughts expanding -from rivulets to sea can't remember what I stumbled upon meeting all, parting with some on the way listening to all, but my heartbeats' sound I worshipped the ocean, remained a bay all the songs I sung came just from a word maybe a syllable, or … Continue reading Journey of a song
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