a new day shapes upintangible horizonsrebuff eager gripshands struggling to hold; remoulda hazy future to bright -Vision transcends only what the mind can comprehend- comfort zones beckondarkness envelopes sweet dreams-manifestationis a battle to be foughtenvision the probable Tanka Tuesday
A message not seen … an email not answered…. Finally, I’m blocked. I hate you for doing it. We might forgive each other someday when we know darkening days for you created new beginnings for me. the sun sets in Westrises in another Eastall battles in lifea matter of perspectivesomeone's loss; another's gain 24 Seasons … Continue reading Two sides of a coin
heart raging withinlet all anger dissipateleaving the Earth coldremaining heat ferments tillmature seasons overtake is therea new planetemerging somewhere thereamanogawa celebratesrebirthmonotonous orbits endurerestructuring prevailssurvival callsfor change regurgigatingmackerel clouds conceal changeseasons blitz their way Tanka Tuesday- 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge “Don’t watch the clock; do what it does. Keep going.” – Sam Levenson
The fitness app chases a target of 10000. I need to walk back and forth as the steps are less than 10000, just like moments in life. Something happens in my body with each step, but mental movement takes me in different directions. The thought that so many others tread the same path changes the … Continue reading Back and forth
shafts of light show mea long way to go alonethe night promisescompanionship with secretstill the Sun reveals dark flaws Photo Challenge #528
darkness embracessecrets of the subconsciousa glimmer of hopeactions dawn; all that you dreamtawaits you in unseen worlds Moonwashed Weekly Prompt- Glimmer
herbs release secretsbetween your fingers or knifemint flavours lingerwhisked yoghurt, carrots awaitpowdered cumin, mint and salt Tanka Tuesday
beaming smile intacttaming myriad greys, bluesnot letting clouds rainit takes more than you fathomholding tears from spilling beans Reena's Xploration Challenge #339
Time laughed, hands rolled bymissed a minute on the slyit carried some joy and a smilethe recipient missed it by a milecall it fate or humour, wry W3 Prompt #115
fake smilesmake an aurafeathery blues surroundthe core, not knowing when masks willdrop dead Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
