Indira’s take on RXC#240
The Sun
My
Radiant
Mighty
Powerful
Magnanimous
Sun
The epitome of my Faith
I was
Revolving around
Imperishable
I thought
Is disintegrating
Slowly
Very slowly
Before
The finale
There is
Nothing to do
But
.
.
.
Wait
Welcome back! PROMPT #241 A single line prompt for this week - The only ghost that scares is a past version of you. Write whatever pops up in mind. There is no restriction on length or format of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #241
“I feel let down,” sighs Karan, “sometimes the things you trust are not there when you need them most.” Idly, he fingers the books on the expensive shelf he bought on his last trip to Italy, and an intricately designed miniature painting falls from somewhere in between. The face of the artist and her voice … Continue reading Growing Within
The fear in their eyes is palpable, despite the herculean effort to disguise it as anger or contempt. How dare she espouse a cause unheard of before, and pollute the minds of nubile young women, who will raise the next generation? They shudder to think of the future. It blows the roof on their existence … Continue reading INFINITY
I need to make a pointI take a dramatic stanceto state the obvious-how impoverishedis the acceptance ofwhat’s realwhat’s natural… It takes storiesto speak your mindfictional charactersare more acceptablethan an individual Who has a rightto be uniqueor different?God's own creationor a figment ofImagination I’m the protagonistI’m the storyI’m the writerYet, I play with the pentill it … Continue reading Believable Magic
ADVENTUREBreak the alphabetto write a new spellingthis one is skewedwith U creeping in betweenIt’s UR ventureI see callow cadetsbrandishing bayonetsshowing crowdsthe only path to success Goodbye, yellow brick roadI retreatto write my own storywhere words are notdefined by bibliophilesredefining saps meI’d rather reinventyour norms defiednot deified It doesn’t matterif roads are blue or red-it’s energy … Continue reading Goodbye, yellow brick road
The bowl of cherries on the table are pure temptation, and your slender fingers feed my lust. A champagne flute almost threatens with its glistening transparency, till a golden liquid satiates its dark instincts. I need to feign intoxication till secrets spill out, and your fingers laced with poison dip into a sea of fantasy. … Continue reading Extraordinary plot
watch the orange orb go down reluctantlyas if it is still thirstyto swallow the sky darkening skies terrorize me with secretsnot knowing what to expectI shut eyes to sleep hope I don't dream of glistening silver swordsdrop like comets in the nightto tear me apart it has been the longest day ever - waiting-warriors on … Continue reading Horror
tik-tok sound of stilettosand everything it carriescaptures hearts you gather appreciationwith a stolen glancetilt of the neck,then walk awaywrapped in vanity hoping to leavetrails of bleeding hearts they are busy admiringthe next model on the ramp https://dversepoets.com/2022/07/25/quadrille-155/
