Turns

parched lips celebratea mirage - unmindful ofdark disappointmentwaiting silently belowit existed oncebut satisfies thirst no morepainted petals ofmemory in folds of soulmove on, move on forliberation lay on turnsyou ignored on your sojourn Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt Chosen form - Choka https://youtu.be/4czuFubJjjk

Mind, body, soul … and dreams

color-blocked dreamson dreary landscapes-this is how I built a lifemade it tolerable, breathable-I made the bodyinhabitablefor the soul-I fed the soulto buildmind and body temples Photo Challenge at MLMM

It’s a decision

sorting outuseful from wastepositive from negativedead from the livingfeels like such a choreDiscard everything in handlet it all go the graveyardeverything from days of yore Yes, you miss outon the pleasure and painof processingbut not processingis also a decision.You make a statementwhen you decideto accept, revisit or shun. Written for What Do You See and … Continue reading It’s a decision

Homecoming

Do you recall the first time they said you are badyou were just being yourself, with no benchmarks setYou did not know what was good, hence, it was so sadpainful awareness of expectations unmet those voices got together to sound like thunderthose blaming fingers merged into fistfuls of hateclouds of fear gathered, with resentment deep … Continue reading Homecoming

Taking Flight

Look up! There is no respite if you want to flySo what if your shape changes till you reach the skyit's a shadow earthlings see; however they lie I change shape and chisel a new identityRidicule if you want, but it is the new meEyes wide open; now your intent I clearly see It hurts … Continue reading Taking Flight

Autobiography

I regurgigatefragments of lifeforgotten – oracerbic onesgiving me ulcers I choose with carereframe – inside and outsidepresent shareable aspectshitherto unknownor known but misunderstood I understand so much moreshadows, demonsblocking lightwhich facilitatesboth death and life Quadrille at dVerse

Dormiveglia

Depths of subconscious crossOver what we callRealityMind operates at different levelsIntelligence suspendedVeers over bit and piecesEmotions buried in the nightGrowing awareness of the dayLilting music of dawnInsides churn, as the dayAwaits action at outer levels Sunday Confessionals at MLMM

Hurricanes and Tsunamis

swirling storms with fancy namescapture public imaginationevacuation of villagesexposes silence withindisplaced populations meteorological imperfectionimpervious to deep turbulenceinvites tsunamisto manifestrebellion all those small disagreementsstorms brewing in tea cupsescape domesticityto form movementsthat rock social sensibility Friday Faithfuls

We, You and Me

Interlocking fingers inside water playfullyYou asked ‘tell me which are yours or mine’ “All yours”, I said with a glint in my eyesIn my mind, I was holding a gold mine We stopped romping as time flew byThings were still good, yet not so fine Can’t blame a word, or frame a momentIt was a … Continue reading We, You and Me

Fear

fear is when mortalsoverwhelmed by infinitydraw lines in the skyto design a boxjust big enoughto hold their competencies. fear is when someoneblames others forgetting too big for their bootsterrified of their own smallness. fear is when you restrictloved ones to ensurethey don’t ever seeanyone better than you. fear is butterfliesfluttering in stomachsnot knowing gardenscomplement their … Continue reading Fear