frozen fearin eye of the stormraw instinctsrising now....Is it danger,or a buried desire to flee? https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/05/19/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-178-photoprompt/
Concealed
वो तुम हो
English version in Comments….
फ़िर आज किसी ने दी सदा मुझे
क्यों हुआ मुझे गुमान वो तुम हो
बदली से निकला है चाँद सुहाना
कहता है ये आसमान वो तुम हो
माँगता हूँ हज़ार मन्नतें रोज़ाना
पर है एक ही अरमान वो तुम हो
कहाँ जाकर ढूँढूं तुम्हें जहाँ में
मेरे ख्यालों में ग़ुमनाम वो तुम हो
क्यों कर रहे हो कोई उम्मीद अमित
उसकी गली में बदनाम, वो तुम हो
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 135
Truth
holding fragile truth in cracks of my hands fearing dissipation of cherished fragrances shedding of petals which adorn life petals which perish but blossom again in new colors, shapes define sensibilities give new dimensions to senses in a post-truth era and fix all fixers https://dversepoets.com/2020/05/18/quadrille-104-oh-were-in-a-fix/ https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/05/19/photo-challenge-316/ https://amanpan.com/2020/05/18/eugis-weekly-prompt-cherish-may-18-2020/
Premonitions
Yesterday, a friend lost his father. The parents were in India, while all four children are in other countries. None of them could reach for the funeral. He recounted that on his last visit home in December, his father's parting words were, "Will you come to perform my last rites?" My father-in-law was shifted to … Continue reading Premonitions
VJ’s Weekly Challenge #96: circling
I reach out to Mother only to discover she is missing; she has gone in search of me.
The dream unsettles me. I capture the essence by writing it down, then set the words aside, not knowing where to begin. The sorrow lingers.
I remember the moment I knew I’d been displaced in my mother’s life. I was four and needing Mother’s comfort. I sought to sit on her lap, only the lap was already taken: a wriggling, crying infant now took precedence. So, I learned to find solace from another Mother – Nature’s reassuring presence.
“I depended on you for so much,” Mom told me once, catching me by surprise. “You were my rock – independent, smart – and also an enigma. I felt inadequate as a mother.”
I learned not to need my mother, through childhood, adolescence (left home at seventeen) and even throughout my own parenting years…
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I hope they are safe, wherever they are
No one turned up in the park today again. I hope they are all safe wherever they are are. I’ve been working incessantly to keep them safe - for the last 23 years - since that fateful day when they killed me on that bench. I swore that I would not let it happen to … Continue reading I hope they are safe, wherever they are
Shhhh
Shhh .... by Eugenia
That choking sensation
I can’t breathe easy what is that lump in my throat? there are no tears just a choking sensation… I do those deep breaths I need to go for a walk get away from the scene think it is an aberration being told what to do creates discomfort It’s my life, my world those words … Continue reading That choking sensation
Adultery
Adultery …. by VJ Knutson
Mistake
Beg forgiveness
Repeat
Appearances sanitize past
Push dirt under the rug
Smother recall
Reason can be fraud
common sense out of order
Suspicions merit
an ear, listen
over din of betrayal.
(For Reena’s Exploration Challenge #135: quotation. “Always listen twice. First what’s being said, then who said it.” Image my own.)
Each and every time
Each and every time …. by Aishwarya
Of companionship,
Of hurt,
Of hunger,
Of territorial brawls,
The birds sing a song,
I pretend to understand their lyrics,
Each and every time,
Of sharing,
Of weather changes,
Of reliability,
Of longevity,
The trees rustle up in unison,
I pretend to understand their music,
Each and every time,
Of a tear’s worth,
Of fear’s fury,
Of their silent pain,
Of uncountable miseries,
An unknown person’s untold concern,
I pretend to understand,
Each and every time,
I could only hear the loud noise,
I could only see the anger,
I cared less for their pain,
I shrugged past their concerns,
My kith and kin’s pain,
I discounted as an endless ramble,
Each and every time.
115 words.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Ma’am for running the Reena’s Exploration Challenge #135. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.
