Give in-mysteriousethereal instinctsdrive stories from your deepest hellnow, getreal about surrounding wallsdestroy what consumes yousmash what you bredVENOM Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - Ethereal
Liberation
Inscription
Brick by brick, our intentions converged to build a structure meant to last forever. Little did I know how visitors will write different stories on chosen stones, and choose to call it their own. They look for their fifteen minutes of immortality, as much as I wanted it for decades. The structure weathers storms, rain … Continue reading Inscription
Sulking Beauty
I call her my sulking toyheartbreakingly cute she isangry for no reason at timessitting under the tablehiding behind curtainsshe cuts off communication-maybe it’s disappointmentwe fail to meet her expectation disciplined and promptshe starts walkingin reflex action when called-Then she stopsturns back to see ifher sibling darlingwalks in tandem-she takes another momentTo decidewhat she wants to … Continue reading Sulking Beauty
Dreaming of dogs
I wake up in cold sweat as I dream about the abandoned dog in the desert. It suspiciously looks like the one who left me for her heavenly abode. Did I fail her in some way? I bring up kittens and puppies, looking for a reunion with the same soul. Aria looks like her and … Continue reading Dreaming of dogs
Anti-Gods
no musicsongs of silence rocksleepy birdsflap their wingsEarth prepares to welcome GodAnother day calls followed bydark intensityfood for thoughthope, despairwalk hand-in-hand, antigodscrowd grey horizons welcome themthey are all you haveclouds swarmingdroopy sunsunflowers overpoweredsway directionless giant feetof technology-expand forlifetimes spentenslaving minds to machinesGod’s back in heaven Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt
Perspectives
you and Ican’t see eye to eye what you focus on expandsproportions allocatedto a life purpose, callsor mundane errands opinions zoom out of focusor converge in tiny wholesit’s too small for meyou make mountains out of moles Quadrille at dVerse
In process
Image credit: Reena Saxena caterpillars waitin the throes of creationready to emergeand fly - waiting for right winds,unseen shores, defined targets Sunday Confessionals
Who is in control?
It’s not easy being in charge of hell and managing people who have harmed me. I also need to confront my demons that scream for revenge. If they held power at some stage, I do so today. What creates more discomfort is that I start seeing where they come from, why they did whatever they … Continue reading Who is in control?
Idle chats
weekendstopsy-turvyraking up memoriesnon-existent secrets write freshstories What Do You See
Directionless
undeciphered emojisfingerprints in cyberspaceengaging with strange shadowsyouth in search of direction Lucky Dip at MLMM
