survival from hunger, hungry vultures, cameras held in hands unwilling to help - seemed well-nigh impossible in the gloaming he surprised the world with an appearance years later and left it once again nursing a starved soul left to die in obscurity (Story on The Borgen Project) BrewNSpew Cafe
sealed lips compel me to swallow bitter truth several times over till I exhale fumes from eyes and ears yet the darkness of my interiors remains beyond artistic imagination it might come out as the Evil I fought against all my life this is not recycled fury it is putrefaction stinking transformation Into … Continue reading I cannot go back
My stomach churns a yucky feeling overtakes as I watch people shrugging shoulders in indifference, making casual remarks on #MeToo stories “Where were they for so long?” They won survival battles developed courage to turn the heat where it rightfully belongs after so long…. Quadrille #66
watching civilization pass by the tribals sharpen their tools to earn a decent meal and fuel life for the next day numbing the pain with mundane tasks it takes lot of courage to not think that today may not transition to a better tomorrow Sunday Writing Prompt #42 at MLMM
I was bad for so long independent strong-headed wilful I was bad for so long My mother and boss never approved of me I was bad for so long I asked for what was rightfully mine which was refused in some cases but at times, I got it coz I asked I was bad for … Continue reading I was bad for so long
in my province grass blooms too… cherry blossoms in partial shade, partial sun spring declares arrival tonight’s moon– how many mountains resemble the ones back home? my heart blossoms in the warmth thoughts of romantic nights shallow river– a dawn moon melons cooling promises of a season to usher in love and joy a babbling … Continue reading Cycles of the heart
kilojoules of energy invested in stardom dissipates as life starts falling apart being grilled in courtrooms living in fear of a life behind grilled prison cells A jewelled existence starts withering away to hit hard ground where frailty lies shattered Fame makes one more susceptible to notoriety SoCS and Saturday Mix at MLMM
tsunami of life overturns imagined order in the picture perfect chaos of existence jetties lead nowhere piers struggle for support as unpredictable tides cannot hold the ship moored to land I see a shapeless mass of harboured hopes crashing into the sea losing identity (44 words) Quadrille Monday
innocence to sophistication comfort to fashion being green to maturity taradiddles to politically correct storytelling for influence I have grown up a lot In a world where honesty is called brutal and multiplespeak - sold as tact or emotional intelligence BrewNSpew Cafe
I don’t know how things fell in perspective I found that much-needed semblance of order In a disarrayed life It is better than pulp fiction or romance love purifies my whole being – finally I've met myself Photo Challenge #231
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