The water cleansed, grime and dirt from the Past, but tiny pebbles hurt my feet bare. Stepping out to meet the Present was a respite much-needed, but the rough terrain did not much care. I looked for warmth to envelop my existence But found no companion to love and share. I walked … Continue reading Solitaire #Writephoto
I had been wanting to try this for sometime -- using the same prompt to write in various forms. Warning: This is a rather long post with eight forms/meters of poetry attempted. HAIKU Your touch sparked a thought A twist created unrest, disturbed mental health. TANKA Your touch created electric sparks in my head … Continue reading The Impact of Touch
Driving through life Immersed in her thoughts Her questions had remained unanswered For whom does hope dawn and for whom the bell rings? What was her place in their scheme of things? A wall flower, A reproductive machine With love to shower? To paint their lives With cheer and light And watch her … Continue reading For whom?
Under the tough exterior lies a lot of pain. Neanderthals deserted by civilization Denied dignity, leading to Endemic violence Raw emotions rise in the strife for survival. Bridges to progress burnt by Endless years of rebellion. Lift them out of it, Love them for their grit, Years move to centuries, unabated. Acrostic poem inspired … Continue reading Underbelly
I think, therefore, I am free. Thoughts are not expression. You cannot curtail it. Thoughts are not a body. You cannot imprison it. Thoughts are not conduct. You cannot discipline it. Thoughts are not wealth. You cannot snatch it. Thoughts are not a house. You cannot evict it. I work, therefore, I am free. … Continue reading Freedom and Feardom
exotic smouldering passions crowd on a romantic tropical night, become a delightful duet. the story begins the depths of an agitated state discovered a state of euphoria, excitement. the secret of becoming one of a mind experimented eventually hit……. This is a piece derived by erasing words from a story given on … Continue reading The guinea-pig
Politics drives a series of quotes to malign hair-splitting analyses of initiatives in your reign to pull you down. followed by invitations to align. Power corrupts equally and absolutely so you shake hands with a desire to rule the Earth. and again blame another for all that ails home and hearth. Inspired by … Continue reading Politics
The stones pelted at him from the window pierced his soul as he recalled the guard’s role that he had played for the inhumans in that room. Dogs live by ethics, humans follow no rules. They bite the hand that feeds And kill the heart that bleeds. Dogs devote their lives But to whom? … Continue reading The Stray
Gloria put her ledger in the secret compartment, under the false bottom of her desk drawer. It was a rather strange looking corner for an artists’ abode. Brushes and a sinister-looking pot of paint were seen, but no palette or canvas. The compartment had a very surreptitious-looking handle, as if the artist was turning its … Continue reading The Portrait
The quote is fairly simple. However, this inspired something else, and I take the liberty to mention it here. I received love to know what it is and transmitted it after absorption, internalization and personalization on multi-directional linear and curved paths. You were heartbroken since love did not return on a linear path. But … Continue reading Love in Circles
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