The dance lessons were not working. The therapist said that walking on the same path daily without any deviations was not helping his mental health. The brain gets the required exercise with dance forms, especially the ones where one has to remember the moves and execute them. John donned his dancing shoes for the first … Continue reading Golden Years
I stand unfazed watching myself being phased out of your life as you bail out emotions to justify your act unaware of the needle in the bales carelessly strewn around the deserted courtyard of your life. your life …. it’s about to change forever the needle can prick the balloon you are floating in … Continue reading Equations
I shed bodies add new marks some bonds that strengthen a few that scar splinters of my so-called 'self’ striving to become whole everlasting is the quest evergreen is the soul Weekend Writing Prompt #50 by Sammi Cox
He was impressed by the depth of her intellect. An exquisitely beautiful face and haunting eyes framed by dark hair, made her look like a princess from a bygone era. Or was she a saint or nun? He was unable to make up his mind, in the besotted mental frame. Her sartorial taste was rather … Continue reading Mysterious Tales
frolicking hearts sway together, unaware of caveats of fate Colleen's 2018 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 79
“Can you imagine I started my business in this room? I feature in the Fortune 500 list today.” “Your achievements have been lauded by the media. The drooping blades of this ceiling fan tell a different story.” “It could be the humidity and moisture. My office is now located in a prime business location.” “The … Continue reading Eerie
Dan’s insomnia was a subject of research for the best medicos in town. His health was deteriorating, and they were giving up hope as all medicines failed to sedate him. The family insisted on calling their guru to speak to him. “So, my son, are you getting ready to wake up in a new world, … Continue reading Backstabbed
NEWS HEADLINES 23 people fall into a ditch, due to a heavy fog yesterday night. Anonymous sources say that the ditch did not exist there till a few hours before. Terrorists swooped into a town on the country’s border and took control of the houses. They have set up firing posts inside. A fog-generating machine … Continue reading Foggy truths
I dropped a thought somewhere on the vast sands of Time. Was it a footprint to be tracked by someone in need of direction? Or someone mellowed? Or destined to be swept away by the hurricane that followed? I did not walk back to retrace it. I created a new home Not with shapeless … Continue reading Time backwards
"This has got to be the quickest delivery service in town." "We land on the helipad on your terrace, to bypass the traffic jams, and deliver at a premium." A gunshot was fired at the rope, "My competitor will now think about expanding this business further." Three Line Tales #Week 115
