Being a mirror has never been great ....
Not a great life
Being a mirror has never been great ....
"Take my two cents on this. There is something shady about those friends of yours." "Dad, you know nothing. They are a creative lot, and soon, we are going to be in the news." They sure were. Police dogs on a scent trail had reached their house. The musical band was banned forever. It was … Continue reading Silent tears
I found myself in the ruins once again following shadows of imagination wishful thinking elevates then I fall with a thud of disappointment creating reverberations an era turns inside me creating space to renew and rebuild rephrase creation beliefs flipping over sprouting again Personalization First Line Friday at MLMM
Occult occurrences outside conscious realms outside scientific logic draw me inextricably Life was a search for the third dimension creating two-dimensional shadows on my wall impalpably The fourth dimension of time getting outdated quick with the fifth of imagination scares me unimaginably What lies between thought and response, fifth and beyond drives … Continue reading Dimensions
The young soldier’s wife broke down on seeing her husband with an amputated leg. He had suffered frostbite while serving in the Siachen Glacier at temperatures well below zero. Touching metal with bare hands could cause bites. Six of them would share a tiny igloo made of fiber at night, to keep themselves warm. Her … Continue reading It hurts….
need for approval obstructing freedom of soul self-inflicted pain the only bonds that matter come with total acceptance Haikai Challenge by Frank J.Tassone
Perspectives shape reality, and we write our own destiny. It is perhaps a hackneyed theme that I use so often in my speaking and writing. But, a writer writes the destiny of its characters. THE CHALLENGE Poetry, dialogue or any other format that you are comfortable with can be used to express the point of … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 21
I come forward to meet you where you are, bowing as needed. I set benchmarks for greatness, as the world eulogizes me. I am the canvas for artists and writers to paint their imagination. I allow others to float on me, and create their own shapes and identity. Imbecile rocks and ships imagine that they … Continue reading The Ultimate
It was the thirteenth and final day of the last rites of the old lady. THE PARTNER Her nonagenarian partner kept staring at the designer ceiling of the room, and broke down occasionally. He cried without tears, which appeared to be his stubbornness or demand for attention at times, but one could also sense helplessness. … Continue reading Coping Up