The room looked as if a tornado had passed through it. It was high time that he informed the police. His kleptomaniac ex-wife had not stopped visiting the house. All the trouble that he had gone through to get a divorce, appeared to have been wasted. Suddenly, he noticed that his son was not on … Continue reading The Blues
The fear of waking up one fine morning, and not having a device to log on, haunts her. Her relationships, finance, thoughts and memories, all lie trapped inside. She sends a message to her husband, “Ryan, your device is clogged with messages. Don’t forget to delete, even if you are too busy to respond.” Ryan … Continue reading Communication
The years in life boast of survival the one who has lived silently smiles with thoughts of the life in years Inspired by Elsie Hagley at Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge #58 Pic: Misao Okawa - the oldest woman in the world
The butler served a perfect meal at the dining table. As usual, Suma did not share the meal. I see her picking on a salad leaf and gulp Diet Coke, and notice the fine lines on her face. She tells me about her day, in a rather staid, informative manner. “Shall we go to Thane … Continue reading Going back in Time
Honey complexions, almond eyes cast a spell intoxicated without wine, raw youth takes a divergent path Inspired by Colleen Chesebro at Colleen's Weekly #Poetry #Challenge #46 Pic: thoughtcatalog via Unsplash
“Take that sweater off. The sky is clear. It will soon get sultry.” “There is a fancy dress show in the evening. Need to collect my rewards.” (140 characters)
Lisa stared at the painting above the mantelpiece. Her eyes looked blank. “I wonder why the world had been fascinated with the myth of dragons for so long.” “Dragons are believed to possess reptilian intelligence – a strong instinct for survival, coupled with fire-breathing determination. It appeals to the hearts of many strugglers in the … Continue reading Hope dashed
twilight zone stay with me, I pleaded hope melted away Ronovan Writes
Chevrefeuille's Gift #6 gust of wind Complete the haiku, where the first line is given with every gust of wind and then write a troiku. HAIKU with every gust of wind sensations bloom inside invoking passion TROIKU with every gust of wind come floating some memories from where you left them. sensations bloom inside … Continue reading A gust of wind
This is the map of my country. A high degree of order is needed to hold together a nation with such amazing diversity. The beauty of chaos is that everything finds its own place, unless there is inherited rivalry or superimposed competition. Unfortunately, people have isolated themselves, in an effort to maintain a distinct identity. … Continue reading Diversity
