intoxicateddancing with gay abandon-symphonies bloom asher feet tap virgin spacesshe plants joy for a lifetime Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Planting Joy
Determination tinged with ….
I still remember her look when she saidI, too, had a home… till yesterday evening.I still feel the pain oozing through dry eyes.stung by abandonment; frozen with shock I, too, had a home… till yesterday evening.Her loved ones threw her out, but she survived,stung by abandonment, frozen with shockSome day, I will build another home … Continue reading Determination tinged with ….
The Last Train
“Don’t miss the last train at 1.30 am. We’ll be waiting for you.” The train rolled in a little late, and only one door opened. He was the only passenger to board the train. The names of stations on the display panel were strange. “The last train goes to Churchgate. I don’t see the name … Continue reading The Last Train
Farewell Songs
will youtreasure albumsof dreams, when daylight fadesadventures draw us in endlesspursuits? chasingsuccess will teachnew tricks and strategieswill you be there when memoriesbeckon? Written for Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge hosted by Yvette M. Calleiro
Owl’s Limitations
Nocturnal birds dig the night deepto unlock wisdom held by darknessdraw silver lines on purple skiesmake planets weary of earthly voyagersthat smell of human hands, not rootsSunrise might reveal conspiracieswhere East and West show Northof human ambition Quadrille Monday at dVerse Pub
The Moon Celebrates
Moon chuckles, "It's not a rocket, it's a plane."They are not invaders, just admirers from afarI choose what to reveal, what to concealThe plane cuts through clouds, and greets the moon They are not invaders, just admirers from afarNo machines to be parked, no flags hoistedThe plane cuts through clouds, and greets the moonDon't worry, … Continue reading The Moon Celebrates
Dumping is not Denial
they call me dominatingwhen I don’t let them dominate I am labelled a dissenting notewhen I refuse to be an annexure I take their pitying glancesand throw it behind my shoulderThe forward march begins…when I refuse to acknowledge them Weekend Writing Prompt #418
Kintsugi Quotes
I've coined a few quotes. The best stories are born when something breaks. Creativity is Kintsugi, more than Kintsugi being creative. The world takes notice when snippets of life are sewn together on a patchwork quilt. They ignored the snippets on the streets, maybe trampled a few. Music, colours or a symphony of words are … Continue reading Kintsugi Quotes
Bullies Everywhere
The first sentence that caught my attention as a writing prompt was "Why don’t we stand up to bullies?" I believe evil is pulverised and far too amorphous now to be fought. It is not like we attack and conquer a fort where the monsters live, and live happily ever after. The monsters have sown … Continue reading Bullies Everywhere
Sculpted Personality
every pore - a screamfights expectations galorepatriarchy reignsa feminist sculpted bycarving rocks of social norms Poetics Tuesday
Creative Experiments and More 