The laptop screen flickered as the lights went out. She turned back to open the windows, and froze in her tracks as the reflection in the glass was not her own. Words appeared on the device screen unaided by text or voice input – “You left the attic door open and invited me in, so … Continue reading Fiercely Private
cloaked skyclouds write storiesmoon returns borrowed lightmerges with darkness to renewintent Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Tearing hurryRebel instinctsAspirations galoreNeanderthals emergeSustainable changeFights fads and frenzyOn logical groundsRespond, reason, repeat … duckMaelstroms that suck you inAnnoying oppositionTilted axisInvitations to spinObjectivity winsNot a battle, but a war W3 Prompt #156
I find him gasping for breath under the bridge. He could barely keep his head above water. “Who threw you under the bus …er bridge?” I feel almost like a monster when asking this. “Pull me out first. I’ll spill the beans.” I haven’t asked for a scoop. I recall his speech in a conference … Continue reading The road to power
I always landed jobs through the entrance test/interview route and prided myself on being chosen on merit, till someone told me that’s not the right way to get selected. Good candidates are those referred by one or more executives because it shows that people in the industry think well of you. I stood for organisational … Continue reading Fated Encounters
restrained power ofa framed mountain on the wallwatches silentlyliquid reflections of homes-the brink of dissolution What Do You See #285
congealed stains on sheetsconceal words I bleed all night I struggle to liquefy the mass,reach the same creative statebetween consciousness and blissas an alternative to light Neither can I beat darknessnor wash the sheetslest I lose unwritten poems Quadrille #222
Seeds - buried or sownExhibit great resilienceEarn a bright futureDemure visage discardedSprout into lush greenery Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
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The hesitation between the lines, the unspoken "unless," shapes the world.It’s a cautionary tale, a subtle retreat,The fine print beneath life's offers.A whisper wrapped in politenessA dagger gloved in silk.How often have I heard the words..But… you are a poor cultural fit Friday Faithfuls
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