it’s a dog’s lifesitting bum-to-bumchasing their spot in the sunfighting over the same toyI don’t know whyWhile others vegetate in drawers it’s a dog’s lifepampered bratstell the worldnot knowingpets have the bestof all worlds Quadrille at dVerse
I’m impressed by the opulent interiors of the house. The hosts are equally eager to flaunt their wealth. The unusual décor that catches my attention is a sneaker wall. The most expensive sneakers in the world are displayed on floating shelves. Some of them cost $2 million to $17 million. I wonder if the sneakers lend … Continue reading Where do shoes belong?
Silence gnawed at her—an unhealed scar, raw and pulsating beneath the skin. At times, she was audacious enough to talk about her achievements – a published poem or book, a new outfit or being loved back by the dog. The last one always gave her immense joy. The response was always a stony silence - … Continue reading Silence
Whispers ignite in hidden halls,sparks of dissent gather,a thunderstorm swelling in the ranks. No lightning of tyranny can silence this roarvoices surge, speaking the truthfracturing chains,rolling over the soil of fear. Autocracy trembles, its fortress undone,as rebellion rains justice,storming toward dawn,where freedom breathes;humanity wins Weekend Writing Party #468
wrapping up the past exhausts meit’s so physicalold diaries, letters,framed picturesalbums in black and whitecollege marksheetsthe gift from my grandfathermy mother’s belongingsold, but expensive clothesI can’t fit into now the future invitesbeing so lighteverything compacted on a devicebudgets, retirement plans,a few appsitems in shopping cartsAI headshotsdrafts and outlines of booksthat live in my headword soups … Continue reading Digital is Spiritual
Welcome to a searing, sultry month, at least in my part of the world! We have been asked to avoid international travel, buying gold and preferably work from home, as part of austerity measures during wartime. The stock market crashed in anticipation of a recession. PROMPT #430 This week, let us wrap our heads around … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #430
He sat in the padded room, tracing invisible maps on the walls with trembling fingers. The nurses whispered about his eccentricity, though their eyes showed more pity than awe. Every word he spoke came from another world, as if he never belonged here and was struggling to find his way back. Was he searching for … Continue reading Alien-ated
metal twisted into shapesframed in concrete structurescovered with woven fabricsor glass in varying degreesof transparency It questions its purposeto filter and fragment views-yet let fresh air into bathe stagnant dust all the while being stuckdeprived of willpoweror locomotive abilityit invites the sun and rainto wash, to burnto ask for pathwaysinto inside worlds W3 Prompt #211
I bathe in light that has travelled the world every day. At times, I remain dressed modestly and retain my darkness within. How can the light favour me, if I refuse to absorb the stories it carries, till they become a part of me? When I bare my soul and listen to the light, it … Continue reading Powerhouse
fragments of hope and dreamsstitched together in a patterndesigned to vocaliseall that was left unsaidstructured to open windowsthat let breathetexturised to give a viewof the world outsidenot wholebut just enough to createsome more patterns Fabric of the psycheA silent spongeDrinks perspectivesreshaping itselfinto imprintsbut remainsporous to hope,dreaming new skies. Poetics Tuesday: What Art Says The Met … Continue reading Porosity
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