angst of fire molten lava dripping shapeless stinging tears I blow candles and sing a song Happy Birthday ….. cakewalking another year feet battling porcelain bases I spread sweetness around the core gets eaten away Reena's Exploration Challenge #Week 60
The chill in the air is symbolic of the underlying fear. The horizon will turn dark earlier than usual. The Sun may become a rare visitor. Who will uphold the truth? The starkness of branches is a reassurance. It represents the bare truth, shorn of all foliage – frills and fancies. Lack of warmth may … Continue reading To blossom again
“Is this your plan for the public meeting I’m scheduled to address? I don’t see chanting slogans, music or dance anywhere.” “Why do we need that for a speech?” “Synchronized sounds or movement align a person’s mindset to the crowd. Is there anything better than music to lift spirits up, up and up … as … Continue reading Synchronization
intensity of red, infinity of blue dwarf myriad colors of Me green envy interrupts the purple that I want to be Three Line Tales
Dressing up was always a passion. She won fancy dress competitions in school, and grew up to become a couturier. Now this … her heart bled, but she knew there was no escape. She was fully ensnared in the trap. Tonight, she had to dress up the guy who would masquerade as President, and issue … Continue reading Masquerade
We won the game long back. The reflections in the floor, and the underground sounds bother me at times. Not everybody knows that we used to play the game on marble floors, with human pawns. Those who fell are now buried in history. I see a pair of eyes, a fallen King, an army of … Continue reading Till….
“Our suits are identical, but I’m not spewing fire. You look all set to win the Best Costume Award.” “May the best ghost win!” I tried to be congenial, but wondered why was this guy not getting unnerved. “Hey! Shall we put up a performance together?” “That sounds good. Would you like to have a … Continue reading Real
a night pitch dark raindrops shimmer- golden dreams to light them up Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
Once upon a thought energy reverberated rocked my whole being Once upon a falsehood promises flashed hurt like a knife in the back Once upon a dilemma I felt broken in pieces not fitting together Once upon a truth I stood defeated feeling whole once again Poetics
