Swallow

I bless my luck as I spot the first swallow of the season. It is eternal inspiration to think of the 1200 journeys it undertakes to build a nest. I am about to shift base to another city, and it mentally prepares me for the task that lies ahead. If they can, why can’t I … Continue reading Swallow

Birds of the same feather?

“There is a right time to pluck the tomatoes. You have both green and red ones on the same plant.” “My tomatoes suffer from an identity crisis. Juicy, the red one at the top is not sure why is it not a part of the decorative salad bowl. The green ones do not fancy being … Continue reading Birds of the same feather?

Demons

How can my muse be apart from me? It is all that I’d like to be. It could also be the exact antithesis of that, I so love to whip. But the relativity is unmistakable. I may not have the courage to admit it’s me. Something or someone that once walked on the territory of … Continue reading Demons

Invitation cards

Oh no, not another wedding! I wail silently, as I pull out an ostentatious box from the mailbox. It almost broke the mailbox. I do not enjoy loud music and dancing and we have already spent a lot on gifts this season. The name of the sender does not inspire positivity. It is not a … Continue reading Invitation cards

Conspiratorial

shreds of existence falling between the cracks emerge as insanity or fierce independence -to be berated by the pieces that stayed afloat above the surface   eerie silence of lava rocks threatens to explode with toxic vigor polluting green life sky laments its nothingness in a conspiracy of clouded facts https://scvincent.com/2019/03/21/thursday-photo-prompt-rift-writephoto/

Homeless

born and raised in a cluster yet alone in thoughts I kept looking out to talk, to share I never ever felt at home.   college was fun with kids around being frivolous Realization… of a higher mental age struck… I never ever felt at home.   work excited me as a platform to showcase … Continue reading Homeless

Foggy paths

“Are you afraid?”, asked Clare. The touch of his quivering hand said that he was. “No, I’m not. I know you are there with me.” It was a long drive ahead, the paths were foggy and internet connectivity poor.  But together, they hoped they would make it to the destination. https://only100words.xyz/2019/03/21/three-line-tales-week-164/ andhttps://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2019/03/20/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-47/

Time warp

“There’s no connectivity here.” “Have patience! It’s slow.” “The system has not been updated. I’m seeing the same pictures again.” “Look carefully! The people have changed.” TEN YEARS LATER “The people have not changed. For how long have we remained here? They look younger. ” “You need to focus a lot more on what you … Continue reading Time warp

Shifting the Ferris Wheel

He received the same picture postcard from his partner every year. At times, there were tiny stickers in different colors, at different spots. He got the message, and knew what to expect. This year is different – the same picture shows empty seats on the ferris wheel. Does it mean there are no more people … Continue reading Shifting the Ferris Wheel

Becoming poetry

wolves that feed my inner world cause me to rebel -take a stance fight or fly win or lose laugh or cry reminisce churn regurgigate -become  poetry   I beat it till it speaks an acceptable language -squash it in moulds to create formats -looks different from my inner suffering -gives me a mask to … Continue reading Becoming poetry