Opportunity to win ignored reading too much into details planning another strike Defeat stares back at me boiling in rage bastions raided arm twisted to be there Weekly Writing Prompt #132 (5) Words: | READ | ARM | RAID | STARE | RAGE |
opportunity knocks quietly on back doors with a thin line between you and grand success gets lost in noise within Ronovan Writes
I see myself disappearing under multiple layers of your perspectives. You did a good job in storytelling though. A dash of your colourful imagination was needed to make the tale spicy and juicy. What is the fun in telling a story, if it does not make the listener inquisitive? I love the chain reaction it … Continue reading Gossip
dreams fluffy as snow cold, white reality another day dawns Haikai Challenge #24
There was a knife in my back, and it hurt awfully. I saw life on the other side, and decided to quit the corporate corridors. I am the only one to see spring in the winter of life. My dreams of creative pursuits bloom into reality. I blossom in several avatars, stopping and starting at … Continue reading Butterflies
the world fails in communication, to see hunger or loneliness one overpowering another for fulfilment how would a mere human know inherent wisdom of four legs or tails? lessons learnt lone Saturday Mix at MLMM
A strange smell emanated from the place. The lighting was different, not dim, and made people look like pale shadows of themselves. I felt uneasy, as I could not see the exact outline that shaped bodies. It appeared as if they wore a halo all around. Maybe, a filter from one of those silly apps … Continue reading Filtered images
I’ve known that to suffer is to grow.
Pain manifests itself in so many different ways.
The physical pain we can put our finger on, get treatment and hopefully recover.
Psychological pain is a whole different matter. Often we can’t explain it, it’s more how we feel. Like miserable but once explored, and this is not always an easy matter either, the subject of the pain can be addressed if not cured.
We all go through periods when we feel unwell, out of sorts, just not ourselves. We know so many of us find ways to express that pain, some cut themselves, some withdraw, some shut their minds to whatever it is through drugs and alcohol.
Not everyone gets the opportunity to become ‘enriched’ by it.
I think to become enriched requires us to be aware of what it is in the first place. Understanding and knowing ourselves and being…
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I think about you
every time a friend leaves me
painful memories
the pain dissipates in the
bevy of your emotions
In response toReena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 27
