Don’t stay silent if your voice is ignored.There’s a wall, a sky to hear your scream. Write your stories before the ink fadesLet it seep through unconscious realms Someone, something goes with the wind;It is your soul, not a memory or dream. Six Sentence Stories OLN #379
My windows opened to an endless dreamNot knowing sunshine would shatter that gleam I admired your elegance and measured movesNow, why does your silence feel so extreme? Your sophistication was an unspoken promise.I dreamt of new worlds, naive as it may seem. On a dark night, you were the moon sereneIn Reena’s home, you dissolved … Continue reading Dissolution
my mother failed to see some lineswhen she held my pudgy palm;she kissed a smooth, unblemished cheeknot knowing what would grow on it-lines of experiencewhere she would have no partshe held me up in the airI was her work of art her innocence failed to perceivea blank canvason which life would paint storiesetch lines not … Continue reading Motherhood
Brush in hand, I start to see,The shades of who I long to be,Vibrant hues of dreams untold,A new story begins to unfold. My core transforms with every line,A surface scrubbed, it starts to shine,From dull and grey to bright and bold,An artwork rare, a core of gold Do you have the eyes to seeThe … Continue reading Masterpiece
This is not easy.easylies the mind that buys peace.piece-s of a coup that promised the earth.earth-ly dreams of control flew away –wayabove the moon and sky.Iwalk with unfettered feet and swing– wingmy way through bottomless pits-it’snot easy, for I earn, don’t buy. W3 Prompt #145
Are you God? And why are youa formless voice? Look at the parachute; the sky humsIt is fluffy, it is grey, it feels like a cloudBut it will take you to places unknown So, shall I abandon the skywalk and jumpunsupported into un-space unknown? Aren’t you abandoned, Sunita? You are homelessplanet-less, and nothing pulls you … Continue reading Astronaut
In the shadow of stories, truth mutilatedIn the shadow of free thought, power incarcerated In the shadow of mountains, waves play gamesIn the shadow of Sun, nocturnal beauty reigns In the shadow of handshakes, fingers divideIn the shadow of virtue, patriarchy rides In the shadow of lethargy, AI thrives. W3 Prompt #144
a turn of phraseintended to be a hintevolved into a story -the blackening Sunmisguides the world-a pink unicornwalks the night sky-sculptors, writersand painterscollaborateto depicta post-apocalyptic world Baba Vanga confesses-she understatedwhat she saw Baba Vanga Quadrille #216 Photo Challenge #552
overvaluationhappenswithin closed circles frogs in wellsset amphibian rulesfor terrestrial, aquaticsand aviators standard operating proceduresobstruct excellencebeyond boundaries I set new rules every day.-no change or deletionlife accelerateson positive paths whatever is left behindis an irrelevant pastovercoming is not a negation MTB at dVerse
The prompt for this piece is the news article here Why More Indian Women Are Saying "Not Yet" to Marriage take your timeto walk out-stereotypical trapsare no goodsince you’ll break them anywayand hurt othersalong with yourself take your timeto know the differencebetweena frog and a princeyou may not be a princessbut you are not compelledto … Continue reading Take a walk alone
