minutiae of your presence in my space grow every minute threatening to explode I can’t take it any more…. the new moon will grow in size but tonight it marks the prelude of a separation in its pregnant darkness Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge
framed thoughts in doorways apparent signals to move hold me back, then walk ahead of perceived pathways my shape silhouetted against pale reflections of the buzz inside my head smashing boundaries of self to reshape, redefine fading outlines to rewrite untold stories from the vaults of history never read, never lived.... Thursday Photo Prompt
I did not know why you hurt, and threw tantrums - beyond my level-headedness I did not know what made you cry Tears never having dented my wellness All the while, I had no clue I happen to be stronger than you I like to live free– unhindered impulsive whims never subdued it was beyond … Continue reading I had no clue
hanging illusions set the sky on fire -blues unaffected false ceilings cannot contain imagination -a poet dreams liquefied warmth colors the canvas -an artist recreates points of view create stories -the world consumes What do you see?
squeezing into wormholes story-hunting peeling off layers to reach the core turning it around for right characterisation A passerby says Lol It’s only graffiti…. Yet, I emerge – enriched with the art and what I saw I know a little more than those who said Lol Reena's Exploration Challenge #69
I move memories to a different wall where the light is dim and the colors will fade without staining my soul I hang utility handy tools to keep me busy while I create new stuff to displace the old I nail Time but it smiles back controls my existence from its enclosure mocking my freedom … Continue reading Walls
to sprint is human to galumph divine it earns me sympathy as I get left behind victory beyond goalposts winks at my strategy epiphany strikes I write my own elegy BrewNSpew Cafe
Time and I face each other - parallel I stand still and look, while he sprints fast evades eye contact, I know it won’t last -whoever is trying to cast a spell We coexist on paths, walk on eggshells He wants me dated, is making a cast I write strategic stories, I’m smart how many … Continue reading Intertwined
traditions of truth carried on shoulders - of messengers with words We, the successors of Kabir unflinched by terror, Babar or Akbar. lamps of worship not extinguished - by conspiratorial talent. our voice not traded for Houses of Power at mercy of grants. What did you gain by turning what we stood against into armour … Continue reading Edict in Stone
A monster overestimates its strength as it lunges at the powerful god and the red ball of fire ducks but releases energy - to vaporize all demons looming large. Horizons shrink to see sunrise once more Dawn! Thursday Photo Prompt
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