Depression

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Subjugation

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Is it Time for One More Time Poem?

One more Time Poem ….by Artie

Enjoy his ride down memory lane.

artiecamenzind's avatarArtie & Stu

Here’s one from some time out of mind:

Horses prance

all about

the fairgrounds.

The captain’s epaulette

with dangling

tassels tussle

as he rides.

Freaks and Geeks

dance in shows

saying the time

is ours now.

And Mary doesn’t remember

me

or she does

but will not/just won’t say.

I recall our

parents smiling

while her Ayrshire

red ribboned

I held a blue
for my cow poem (she pronounces po-em).

We climb the Himalaya

holding tight

amid the screams;

can you tell me

when this hurl

will be over

just to help

us stay sane.

Our head-spinning

stops per doctor ordered

Sizzle Onion

sausages

an after-thought

for a bun.

Sweet lemonade

hide my hiccup

looking down from

top of the world

Ferris wheel

her hand in mine

making imprints

on eternity.

Let us get

lost in the

house of mirrors

and just when we become afraid we won’t get out

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Folklore

The key drops with a thud on the cold floor. Beads of sweat on her forehead glisten in the sun. She has been warned against touching the ancient treasure. Her ancestors guard it in form of snakes and scorpions, and woe begone to anyone who goes near … or so the locals say. There is … Continue reading Folklore

Ah! The indifference of time

Ahh–The Indifference of Time …………by Aishwarya

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RxC # 266

Ah! The indifference of time,

I exist everywhere,

In the by-lanes of crime,

In the hearts of poets who rhyme,

In the deathbeds of ailing,

In the newborns wailing,

In the fast lanes of Gen Z,

In the equanimity of all seeing tree,

Ah! The indifference of time,

Ah! The indifference of time,

I exist unscathed,

If I were to be here,

And you were to be there,

Yet life and causes differ,

Differently, even a mother and daughter suffer,

Know not I, much of you, and you of me,

Except for stories we share of sorrows and glee,

Ah spaced divergently! The indifference of time.

Ah! The indifference of time,

I exist eternally,

On different dimensions,

Harbouring similar apprehensions,

Man, riddled by emotions,

And intoxicated self promotion,

I see moon by the night and you star by the day,

Yet we exist until we may,

Ah!…

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At the center of life

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Time; our friend or enemy

Time: Our friend or enemy ….. by Sadje

Sadje's avatarKeep it alive

“Each take is unique, and that is the beauty of a writing prompt. It takes each one of us on a different trail”

The hands of the clock

Revolve and come back

But the time flows

In one direction only

Like a river the waters of which

Never pass a point again

Lovers meet, embrace and separate

Time decides where,when, and how

Time is the important quotient

In the equation of life

The rise and fall of people

All depends on where they stand

In relation to ever-passing time

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Written in response to RXC 266, hosted by Reena

#Keepitalive

#RXC

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Infinity

newepicauthor's avatarMindlovemisery's Menagerie

Natural numbers begin with 1 and proceed by ones up to infinity ∞, which is not actually a number, it is an idea.  Infinity is a powerful concept that deals with something that is an absolutely unattainable value.  You may think that you are getting close to infinity, but you can never reach it, because infinity goes on forever and it never ends.  The odd thing is that infinity plus one is still equal to infinity, so nothing can be bigger than infinity.  Infinity is the largest of the large and the smallest of the small, as having an infinitesimal amount means that something is infinitely small, being too tiny to be measured.  This is the idea behind that is behind Calculus, as this form of mathematics allows us to be able to break lines down into smaller pieces, so curved lines would act like straight lines.  Calculus is used to determine…

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broken

Broken ….by Elizabeth

Elizabeth's avatarTea & Paper

a broken dish
mended with gold 
the scar is precious 
it tells time and has a story 
shouldn’t be erased, discarded 
travelling to countries, continents 
rough oceans, calm skies
it reveals a path taken, chosen
to reach the eventful moment 
a split second of sorrow 
when the past can’t be redone 
however, the future is a choice
the trash bin or the shining on the shelf
a decision must be made 
the fragility in the hands of the doer
a smile, a memory of celebration 
a lump in my throat, a memory of an empty dish
mended with gold

Joining Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Revelation

Joining Reena’s Xploration Challenge – Are we truly enmeshed with the world, each other and Time?

Carrot Ranch – Dishes

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What Is Love?

What is love? …
By Aboli Mane

Aboli Mane's avatarA Writer In The Room

What is love?
I ask as we part 
the clock ticks
like a heartbeat 
ten pm 
flushed roses
droop their elegant heads
shamefaced 

love is…
my ears sharpen 
when you whisper 
my world slows  
love is…
a bird in spring
a coiled embrace
a moment 

love is…
not a crown 
or a monument 
nor a crest jewel
love is…
the emotion 
that stands the test
when time makes it wait 

love is…
this moment 
stretched infinite
as I hold your hand 
ten past ten 
love is…
your presence
lingering like a scent 

this is love 

Written for Reena’s Xploration Challenge #266.

The prompt was a photo collage whereas I chose this image as it inspired my poem. Thanks for reading 💕

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