the sinking feeling before weekendswhen others look overly excitedI dread the impending drudgery It’s good to be in officeget coffee served on the deskwalk to a restaurant for lunchFridays are not the wonderthey are made out to be Quadrille # 199
stunted growthgreenhornsnot allowed to growmaturityhurts vested interests mute masterpiecesdeceptivelydecorativeflaunted with pride they need believersfollowersthere is no spacefor thinkers OLN #360 at dVerse
I am a soul on a missionlooking for fertile spaceto plant authenticitywatch it become an individualI may or may not knowleverage freedom to chooseto rewrite, to reconstructtill the final shape is once againJust Me.. W3 PROMPT #102
My box is made of glassbereft of oxygen at timesI see the world outsidedream of where I could have beenthen clean and maintainthe space I live inin a stupor-anger, regret, rebellionbrews insidemaking it hotrather than cosy I find slits near the lidIt’s not airtight after allMy spirit can still meet the worldand let them seewhat … Continue reading Container
I can hear a heartbeatin this astounding silencewith no colour, caste or creedBeing human is not an advantage any moreas long as a heart beatsand can connect with all that surrounds Maybe … I dare to hopeIt will show a sign of affinity for my presenceWe have journeys to undertakeWhy not together? The tiger in … Continue reading Stranded
unpopulated islands fascinate mewhere I see the same Sun, Moon and Skyyet create a different Earthplay demi-God for a short whilewrite my own rulesonly to scrap them every day. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdQIY6lSOWg a criminal who bought an islandcalled it Kailasaproclaimed himself Kingnow begs other nationsfor medical asylumin return for a fortune this conditioned bodyreared in particular environscraves … Continue reading Palinode
Ink spills like thunderstorms on paper,A canvas for anger, a silent escape.Punching bag whispers secrets of rage,Music blares, drowning out the noise.Running shoes pound pavement's release,Frustration finds its outlets, seeking peace. Six Sentence Stories
intellectsoaring highbuilding structuresin the airto meet the sky let’s chatlearn each other’s lingoto understand firstthen collaboratemaybe invadethere’s nothing leftto be called private why did we remain strangersfor so long?children of the same Godcluelesswithout a common codeThanks for the influenceBad, indifferent or good earthlings write poetryon the moonand then swoonwonder if someoneon another planetwatches themworships, pinesor … Continue reading Heights
thresholds lay down the lawmovement happensby defiance Urns full of lovespill – to make the worlda place worth living bookends protectminds learn and propagate-knowledge spreads Personal brands-new age nomenclaturefor fluid identity a shapeshifter that adaptsyet emerges betterfrom each assumed shape ideas need to travelat the risk oftransformation hollowness lives foreverit has nothing to loseface it, … Continue reading Thresholds
lines defineboundaries; yetbring it all togetheras a wholein shapes and formswith colour-burstsbecoming accent-pieces overlapping contoursmelting pot culturesconflicting currentscompel fresh viewson long-held beliefs sparkling tiny starson dark, stormy skieslose identityas dawn breaks Quadrille at dVerse Photo Challenge at MLMM
