calm waters belie the noise beneath rough seas storms raging below mute the fake Zen chanting minds are never at ease Weekly Writing Challenge #129 and Ronovan Writes
Fake Zen
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Me
I breathe a different air to create Me.
Banished
a safe hiding place in the blues of the night dark shadows rule after banishing light
Suppressing Revelations
Awfully Bastardized Corridors of power Distracting Excellence, Feigning Good intentions, Holding to ransom Intelligence, Judging Knowledgeable Learned Men and women. Non-conformism Outwits Power of a coterie Questioning Reprehensible moves. Subordination Triggers Unquestioning acceptance of Vile intentions Wreaking havoc on fairness Xeroxed Yokefellows, ensuring Zero revelation of foul play Weekend Writing Prompt by … Continue reading Suppressing Revelations
Inner Spaces
I cannot sit in a room with wide open doors and windows. Curtains are essential companions. It is not a phobia or a fear of open spaces, but a level of comfort that I need. Certain rooms have black curtains interspersed with black and bronze. In some places, the winter sun makes its way through … Continue reading Inner Spaces
They just a’rose’….
I need to be seen and be heard. It is the call of duty. I need to fight internal battles, and pretend to win those. It is an occupational hazard. I know the fragility of my existence, even if I am counted amongst the best and powerful. My life is a gift which needs to … Continue reading They just a’rose’….
Possibilities
The ‘No Trespassing’ sign and the padlock are in place. Yet, the gate is ajar. What does it mean? Somebody has already entered inside. If it was the legitimate owner, why was the lock not opened? If it was not, who has beaten him to the finish line? Or is it a subtle message from … Continue reading Possibilities
That’s Me
Hailing a cab in the chilly weather was not easy. My hands were stiff inside the gloves, and the exposed part of the face was frozen. I couldn’t recall what it meant to be hale and hearty. Two cabbies just floated past me without stopping. Maybe, I looked like a snowman. I needed to reach … Continue reading That’s Me
Blues
It was the first time she had seen ice and experienced freezing temperatures. The excitement gradually turned to fear, as her skin turned bluish and a strange numbness overtook her body. The snow was bad enough, and she was not aware that her coffee was spiked with lethal stuff. She was the heiress to a … Continue reading Blues
