I wake up with a start. I dreamt I had turned into an app, with a lot of books in it. Friends and family, all those who had earlier labelled me a bookworm, have downloaded me on their devices. Many of them will see me in that “Least interacted with” list. They love to have … Continue reading Weird Dreams
starkness of monochrome against a yellow sky Who got grounded, when he wanted to fly? Stories unfinished, ink not ready to dry... https://only100words.xyz/2021/03/11/three-line-tales-267/
A tale from yore ……by Aishwarya
A mythological tale,
It may be from days of yore,
But oh my! What relevance it holds even in today’s time,
A story of grit, determination and perseverance,
Come one! Come all!
Hear me retell a tale from yore,
Of a little boy not more than five,
His provoking step-mother,
Ensured he was refused a seat on his darling father’s lap,
Dejected he was at first,
But didn’t let that get better of him.
With single minded dedication,
Started he a rigorous penance in the hope of sitting on his father’s lap,
Pleased with his prayers,
God appeared in front of him,
And not only was he granted a place on his father’s lap,
He ruled their kingdom for many, many years to come,
Was also bestowed a place for eternity,
In the skies,
As the Pole Star for everyone to look upto,
And that’s the story of Dhruva,
An…
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“Damn…”, he muttered under his breath, “the same cloudy skies making faces at me again.…” “Uncle Harry, it’s time to go home.” A tiny hand clutched on to Harry’s wrist. “No, not yet. I have to save her.” “There’s no one out there.” The child’s plea passed off unnoticed. Splash …. Harry jumped in the … Continue reading Guilt
it’s been cruel today, this morn I woke with epiphanies which would invite only scorn yet I know, nothing’s closer to the truth.. being a victim of mental abuse is so hard to confess will it be seen as an excuse to justify being what I am… those who dislike me so much for being … Continue reading It’s been cruel, this morn…
The way down …. A decima by Sangeetha.
from mountain tops my journey starts
skiing, spraying powder white snow
sprinkling sunkissed glee on the go
skirting trees, through hurdles I dart
leaving footprints on nature's art sliding slopes till the day is done
living the moment on the run
falling in love with surrender
making a note to remember
the way down can be just as fun
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Ronovan’s Decima challenge – Start in A rhyme. Abbaaccddc.
Reena’s exploration challenge – In this week,write a story/anecdote/non-fiction piece which does not involve a woman.
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lightness of birds enables flights to far-off lands conquering skies desolate landscapes silence of nights enables sound to supercede cries sarcasm in speech imagined slights damage relationships more than lies swiftness of thought with all its might makes it superior to physical size https://dversepoets.com/2021/03/08/quadrille-swift/
I’m not in hiding. There are doors to the left, one of which will take me to the past. There is a road on the right, which goes straight ahead to freedom and bliss. The choice seems obvious. But what are these currents passing through, highlighting alphabets from a script? It feels as if the … Continue reading Swaying
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More than a friend ….by Happy Soul
He looked deep into the eyes of his best friend! He knew he was in love all the way, but held back his feelings, locked it up in his heart! He was very sure there was love both ways. But what would the society say? How would Dad take it? Can he even understand my love story? Will he put my interests above the societal acceptance?
“I am in love with my classmate. I don’t have the courage to talk to you and so I took to writing this letter! His name is Raj! I hope you read the Internet to know more about homosexuals Dad. I’m one! You mean a lot to me and I hope you accept my relationship. It means the world to me. Waiting to hear from you first thing tomorrow morning”
He gathered all his courage and dropped the letter on his Dad’s desk
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