Those suppressed sounds, reverberate on snooze, buttons pressed to let them sleep dreams clutched tight stalk, awake-ephemeral, moments of moldable clay capacity, drives borrowed consciousness, alarms ring in twilight zonesthe day I know, why I stepped out of bed, darkened suns will fly aglow a song will play, parting silent lips now, bells will welcome a … Continue reading Missed Alarms
when the countdown to New Year startsand you know in your heart of heartsLife is not going to change much you read all the horoscopes, thoughlet the outgoing take a bowfor the magic of Hope is such You hum a tune at signals greenYou let December dress and preento hold the future in your clutch … Continue reading November
What'sall thisfuss about?I'm still aliveI'm not playing gamesjust that I like to bebeyond sight, beyond your reachBreathe Easy is my new ventureStop there, don't follow me, teach or preachWhat's all this fuss about? I'm still alive… W3 PROMPT #135
I’m still wordlesswhirlwind speedsleads to whirl-cycloneand much more… six trillion milesis a light-yearI was not taughtto count beyond thatand I’m not sureif I’m within that rangeor without mooringsbeyond the span of gravity I feel a pullwith no strings attachednot a known face or namelimitations put me in shame I’ll write about it sometime.if time existsor … Continue reading Not fiction, not my clone
It watched the world with knowing gaze,Through centuries of change,From kingdoms rise to empires fall,In cycles, vast and strange. now it sees a world transformed,By gadgets, screens, and speed,A pace too swift for ancient minds,A world it cannot lead. But now it feels a deep despair,A sadness in its core,For though it's wise and strong … Continue reading Let it sleep
What can the wind blow other than deep roots?The maiden holds her swirling skirt in dreadBanyan trees grow roots to go underground Check your homesteads to see what lies looseWatch the clouds fly, and the sky blush deep redSecrets are stories to make worlds go round When the winds whistle, will they remain mute?those who … Continue reading Turbulence
Prompt lines —when skies are hanged and oceans drowned,the single secret will still be manCredit: E.E.Cummings welcome the freshnessand the fragranceit covers scarsof wounds inflictedlong ago smudged fingerprintsconceal identitiesforetell a fraudby repeated assaultsunmindful of historyor warning disasters resentment subsidesempathy overridesfor both man and natureare just faded memoriesof whateverthey used to be Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - … Continue reading Faded Memories
walls protectwalls dividewho am I to decideor questionmorality of the act intent decidesintent divideswhat unites or separates peopleinto a homogenous massor warring groups critics deridecritics divideopinions unverifiablewhat or who survivesis the winner Photo Challenge Quadrille at dVerse
I smile at the mention of joyas I wipe an errant teardropoozing from the left eye I watch shadows in petal shapesfall on the whiteness of milkas it stands poised to boilspill over on the stovetop-the chimney abovesucks smoky fumeswith all negative thoughtsfrom an agitated mindhelps me unpack, unwind I revisit the bumpy roads,where the … Continue reading Sepia Stains
the courtyard looks morose todayseparated from the verandah by grillsenergy flow blockedby the end of camaraderieearly darkness of wintry nightspushing people into warm bedslacking what fired them-companionship moonlight shining on dreamssleeping on the terraceon together summer nightsa distant memoryfading into oblivionnew goals overtake lifechallenges aboundthe world is not always round W3 Prompt #132
