a search leading to unknown depths of the mind stops with deadly encounters the psychologist sees light in a mirror there Thursday Photo Prompt -Pillars-Writephoto
Unknown depths
Certain things don’t change
“Photography brings out the intricacies as well the concealed ugliness of objects. The colors are garish and the artificiality becomes glaring.” “You have Photoshop and Instagram filters for correction.” Francis could not have been more disinterested in the verbalization of my thought process. “The filters have long disappeared. I see stark reality in its true … Continue reading Certain things don’t change
No pain is greater
It feels good to wake up early. The hardness of the ground beneath my back is not comfortable. It’s not exactly a rocky patch, but not very soft or warm either. I might as well go out for a walk and see the sunrise. I am sure it colors the sky in the same way … Continue reading No pain is greater
The Best Couple
She is creative, while he has a good head for finance and tech. She is an introvert, while he brightens up the social aspects of life. They complement each other perfectly, with their different temperaments. “I have a strong hunch that we are going to win the Best Couple award in the next club meet.” … Continue reading The Best Couple
Mindsets
Television sets placed outside the house in this village is an intriguing sight. I learn that it is not about social interaction, though people gather around the TV to watch daily soaps. The locals believe that the characters in those dramas live inside, and can inflict harm on the family. Three Line Tales
Foreboding
silence hanging heavy mutual exchange of conspiratorial glances unusual politeness on my face while mails and messages go unanswered I know I’ll wake up tomorrow with a knife in my back as a rank newcomer takes charge of my office misplaced loyalty injured pride oozing wounds indelible marks etched by tyranny of a psychopath … Continue reading Foreboding
Networks
I cannot differentiate people in the sea of beards around me. The faces are lost, and they all look like clones of emptiness within. This guy is receiving an award for something, and I look at my wife for enlightenment. “Is he a maverick interior decorator to have put those umbrellas out there?” “No. He … Continue reading Networks
Way of Life
“He has lost his way home. But trust a dog’s sense of smell. He will eventually reach his destination.” Somebody clicked a picture of him and posted it on social media, asking the owners to come and take their pet home. Home – is where he did not want to go, despite all his love … Continue reading Way of Life
Dew
Original Haiku by Basho In these drops of dew Let me wash as a trial The dust of this world. Revised Haiku - as required in Chevrefeuille's challenge Challenged purity dew and – unerasable stains of unwashed dust Heeding Haiku by Chevrefeuille at MLMM
Trapped
unhealed psyches limited vision emotions going berserk dark dog of Depression at the door Black Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge - Week 114
