inverted goblets are mysteriousholding secrets or just a vacuumawaiting their turnto be filled up with a golden dawnlighting up lazy mindsdrawing them in conversationswillingly or unwillingly her sad but beautiful eyesreflect the emptiness of gobletsas she defies all attemptsto start a conversationshe fiddles with the stembut makes no effort tooverturn the glasslest secrets spillinto not-so-discreet … Continue reading Unknown
don't underestimatethe magic she conjureswith this prompt I dive into myselfdeep, deep and deeperto find that happinessI can sharewithout fear of itbeing taken away This moment is so precious to meBut I keep it within myselfTo escape ridicule or envy That one is so commonplaceI’m so sure people would smirkAt my uncalled-for excitement Where is … Continue reading Thank You!
Poetry- an enigma -Write, scribbleco-create with prompts, scrub the subconsciousthen let it create and make you powerlessa visible medium, but cluelessabout emergence of wordslashing outon keyboards write in free versechoose a syllable form to accept slaverystay bound to the tyranny of form and structurecount syllables though how you say a worddiffers in geographies and accentslet … Continue reading Poetry
Why did I grow up without companions? Minionsin a world which slots you whoby the company you keep weepand I couldn’t accept their ways daze there were no influencers mincersor role models to tell me how nowI grew up well with myself shelfI’m not Narcissus, nor his sorrow callowJust authentic tickJust myself pelfAnd this is … Continue reading Just how I’d like to be
How was life in the temple?She asks wistfullyAll fragrances, bells, candlesand deep devotion… he replies She looks at her wilted formand exclaims … I adorned a lifeless bodygathered tears and prayersand nothing more… the third one steps out of a pageantI decorated a beauty queen, she saysBut believe me, guys, if you mayIt’s all the … Continue reading Back to the soil
Ahh! SolitudeWhat would I be without you?a raving, ranting machinetired of lifeexhausted from chores you make me what I amwith space to reflect and refinemindset, approach and attitudeleisure is not what I needIt’s you … solitude Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - Solitude
liberation from a cagewe once called homea view from the topreveals incarcerated turmoildrowned sensibilitiesnow rise to the surface the world looks at us differentlyas we deep diveto make sense ofaltered reflections Photo Challenge #505
they rise at inopportune momentsto spoil a party, destabilize bondsthrow life into disarrayeverything feels incomplete, imperfectsuddenly revealed lacunaethreaten to engulf contentmentachievement, sacrament emotions in deep slumberrising from subconsciousholding grudgesdestroys all that you builtover decades Quadrille #196
when leaping into the future felt so good,embracing the unknown with open arms,leaving behind what once was understood,embracing new beginnings, new charms. embracing the unknown with open arms,the thrill of possibilities untold,embracing new beginnings, new charms,eagerly into the future, I behold. the thrill of possibilities untold,exploring paths yet to be unveiled,eagerly into the future, I … Continue reading Childhood
Shells clinging on riverside rocksLike memories of distant shoresThey whisper the ocean's songssecrets of the ocean's floors Shells clinging on riverside rocksLike jewels in a treasure chestthey sparkle with the sun's bright raysand dazzle with their colors' zest Shells clinging on riverside rockslike dreams of a different lifethey beckon with their beauty's charmtempt with their … Continue reading Shells
