Reena Saxena on that fateful day you came never to go away you live now in memory temples thru’ all highs n lows Angel Soul! Broken leg and ribs but always so whole… love measured in oceans lighted within us lamps of devotion https://dversepoets.com/2020/04/21/poetics-companions/
legends are made of stardust which slipped my fingers into ether high, high … up there till it did not belong to me it drills a hole to remind what I could have been it generates resentment, envy I wrap it up in admiration, applause - without putting hands together so that the … Continue reading Stardust
wistfully I stare at her pretty form disappearing in the mist all that was missed all that could have been all that I had to leave to stay rooted where I am yet I tremble with fear at the thought that she might turn back and take away the future that yet … Continue reading Yet…
we pride ourselves on intellect, gross domestic product, nuclear power, global recognition yet we fear being overtaken -build our defences in trade barriers, arms and ammunition flushing out toxicity and causes thereof is the biggest challenge we face - but are nowhere near a solution https://dversepoets.com/2020/04/20/quadrille-102/
Sarah gives us a Roundabout in her Lucky Dip Challenge this week. The Roundabout is a four stanza poem, with each stanza consisting of 5 lines. The poem is written in iambic and the lines have 4 feet, 3 feet, 2 feet, 2 feet and 3 feet respectively. The rhyme scheme is abccb/bcddc/cdaad/dabba. Roundabouts can be … Continue reading A book is born
I'm sharing a poem by Lovely Sharma https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/04/17/fresh-air-have-another-hit/
carefully stacked up obstructions brainstormed, planned machinations some glitches in implementation yet leaving space for imagination windows to the world cancelling coronation the internet is on, guys enough cause for celebrations https://scvincent.com/2020/04/16/thursday-photo-prompt-otherworldly-writephoto/
break down everything in pieces reconstruct in different patterns to explore create order in chaos find hidden treasures somewhere where I breathe in fulfilment I never let go of this dream…. life moves on presenting puzzles of different kinds which I’m not wired to solve I land in suffocation once again to break … Continue reading Deconstruction
I left behind most of them some achieved some discarded some taken away yet… new ones sprouting like mushrooms dot the mental landscape I left behind all of them Where are the old dreams? https://onewomansquest.org/2020/04/13/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-92-behind/
imprints of past lives on dirty, stained walls leading to exit doors the journey seems like eternity If I wash myself clean will they not see the stains and believe I’ve changed the journey seems like eternity will conditioned mindsets return egged on by sunlight the journey seems like eternity https://sundayphotofiction.com/2020/04/12/sunday-photo-fiction-apr-5-2020-2/
