buds awaitcoming of age dayholding onexplosionsof charm to be unleashed onhibernating world 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge
Hibernation
Leisure
ladies of leisurelanguorous afternoons callversion of playdateswith like-minded lovely palsall planning the next party Photo Challenge #497
Connectors
A breakfast of Aloo Tikki and Halwa feels heavy after the festivities, but the New Year also needed a traditional start. I brood on the pulls between the past and future that we often experience. This morning is no different. I try to recall my thoughts on the first of January through the decades spent … Continue reading Connectors
Eternity
a day, a month,a year, a decade,a century, an ageride on predecessors-carry bits of themlike concealed colorsof a spectrum-highlight their gold-leave imprintson transient sandknowingthe future will interpretstories as they like the intentthe actthe messagethe artmay oscillatebetween black and whiteyet a part of them remainsin universal psyche I may come back againstories buried in sand grainswill … Continue reading Eternity
The Jacket
the jacket had been lyingin the same spot under the treefor days now…days after he was buriedhours, minutes, momentssince she cried lastvowing not to thinkof a tormentoror his toxic airs the air was stillso much so thatmovementappeared to be a mythleaves frozenunder imagined icejust like her dreams dreams she could not abandonnow they could not … Continue reading The Jacket
Beauty Beyond …
“Would you like to take something with you?” It is a choice not offered to all. “A memory eraser.” “Granted. Let’s start moving.” They were moving rapidly through a dark corridor, and then a peaceful white light welcomed them. Thoughts have come to a standstill. There is no scope for memories – bitter, sweet or … Continue reading Beauty Beyond …
Breaking free
As the clock struck midnight, Clara found herself at the crossroads of life, torn between a cozy past and uncertainty of the future. The sounds of joyous laughter and clinking glasses only intensified the ache in her heart. Lost opportunities and shattered dreams haunted her, casting a shadow over the celebrations. With a heavy sigh, … Continue reading Breaking free
Drama Divine
see churning of souls in a grand designI wish I knew how, I wish I knew whyI can’t discern motives of the drama divine I see candles flicker, I hear the bells chimeI watch oceans shiver till they run drysee churning of souls in a grand design rewards and losses – for no reason or … Continue reading Drama Divine
Brick by Brick
Brick by brick, history was built, but the builders did not know what were they doing. It’s so easy to construct a building as per the given plan. Who will inhabit it? What will be their place in the echelons of society? What kind of trails will they leave behind? Will anyone ever know the … Continue reading Brick by Brick
Regret, Resolve, Rebond
Abhanga is the original name given to a saint's devotional poetry in the state of Maharashtra in India. The poet was Sant Tukaram. The abhanga that we talk about here is a syllabic form of 6,6,6,4 with lines 2 and 3 rhyming. Colleen gives us 3 kigo words to be incorporated in the verses. I … Continue reading Regret, Resolve, Rebond
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