This was his desk from where he texted customers every evening. “Have dirty linen to wash? You can trust us to maintain complete secrecy.” It was a marketing technique that worked reasonably well for him. Customers smiled as they handed over their laundry. One afternoon, a well-manicured hand filled the empty cup with coffee. He … Continue reading Dirty Linen
hooked by uncertaintyshe is hot, she's spicyeyes shut- just taste, don't see-she shocks, she numbs bright red naga chillycompels cooks to sweetenfor palates unbeaten-balanced dishes Chosen form is Abhanga The Abhanga is: stanzaic, written in any number of quatrains (4 line stanzas). syllabic, 6/6/6/4 syllables each rhymed L2 and L3 rhyme. Often internal rhyme is employed. End … Continue reading Naga Chilly
I find potential to be a scary word. It comes shackled with doubt on my capability to assess. What if my estimate is incorrect, especially when there’s no historical data to be extrapolated? Mezza Luna laughs soundlessly. She carries a history behind her, but holds out no promise for the future. She doesn’t like being … Continue reading Mezza Luna
"Isn't this incomplete?" "Nope. This is all she shared with us. Her vision and thought process were always her own." Photo Challenge #455
If a brain can spin, it happens inside these tiny heads. If I had a device to scan the insides of a skull, it would show two different colours on the left and right sides, with the capacity to interchange between left and right, and between the siblings. I’ve never seen any kid carve out … Continue reading Spinning brains
I’m sure an alien passed me by, not once but many times. Everybody on a different wavelength of thought is an alien, looking for that split second when minds meet. I feel like an alien within myself, as strange impulses catch me unaware. Do they all look red or green, just because my colour is … Continue reading Aliens
I gauged midnight by the intensity of starlight and journey of the moon. Then, life happened and I counted miseries, awaiting dawn. Stars can sense the sun waiting on the other side. I wonder why others count the number of years I’ve lived on earth, when I carry the essence of time inside me. I … Continue reading Elevate
Motionless, she stood gazing down the tunnel. The path extended as far as the eye could see, encased by walls of grimy bricks. She has passed through the same tunnel many times, in between what earthlings call a life and souls here call a project. She wants to make this the last time. She is … Continue reading Nirvana
A place to live, with space to flyfeet on ground, mind in the sky walls stretch, and then give wayupwards, outwards – no cause to sway let me find myself before I help youI won’t be bound without a clue angles galore, but not all minesextile, square, conjunction, trine a book or viewpoint - I’m … Continue reading Comfort Zone
Welcome back! PROMPT #269 We have a theme prompt today. It is not necessary that the word appears in your piece, but the spirit should. SARCASM Controversies surround this term. Some call it the lowest or highest form of wit, or the highest form of intelligence. It is often blamed for destroying relationships. What cannot … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #269
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