grounded in safetymy restlessness grows beyondimposed boundarieshot air balloons fuelled byfantasy write adventuresblank moments nudge me to fly Screenshot What Do You See #361
Roots of Fantasy
Fractured Harmony
The crown on the head glows, but meetsmanacles on the way down fettered feet jingle all the way to courteye-witness spills the beans the shrinking moon sleeps in peacepost-purging secrets of the night dVerse Poetry Form: Breaking up the Couplet
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #450
Welcome again and I will keep welcoming you... PROMPT #450 Here are two images for you to ponder on. Choose any one or both to inspire you. It will strike a chord with women, but I would like to see male perspectives on these images 🙂 There is no restriction on the length of the … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #450
Who wants to meet me?
There is someone still alive in that castle, who has watched people die. The walls are silent with echoes of footsteps long gone, and the air is heavy with secrets. Each window frames a memory—faces of people long gone pressed against glass, pleading for escape. The survivor moves like a shadow, carrying the burden of … Continue reading Who wants to meet me?
Here we come
The other side hostsa civilisationthat calls itself civilisedwithout us Weprotestheld hostage by historybecause they distrustalien capabilityas threats tosecurityactuallypower every whispercarries painevery screamsounds like a whimperas we struggle todisengage from handcuffsimposed by tradition Watch exploding timelinesWatch inflamed social feedsWatch processions on the streetHere we comenot to dislodge youbut to claim our rightful place Watch the boats … Continue reading Here we come
What’s Cool
cool windscool fashion callscool quotient built - pagesof fashion mags invite not socool cash W3 Prompt #231 P.S. This season in India is more about festivals and weddings that call for glamour. Autumn is not a fallen leaf, but a season that inspires runway looks.
Ordained
wardrobes mutate; homes furnished cosyreceding Sun; icy windsreminders starker than bare brancheswhispering tearful goodbyes-Roll on, tiptoe on laid down pathwaysfor we have no choice Tanka Tuesday No. 84
Trained Vision
Arjuna, the Archer, convinces his guru that he sees nothing but his target placed on a tree – the toy parrot’s eye. The student is well on his path to becoming a legendary warrior, with directed vision. A soldier once shared that they are trained to press the trigger on command, not think. For if … Continue reading Trained Vision
Discovery trip
She is no babe-in-the-woods. The internet and AI connect her to the world outside. She has friends, opinions, critics …. not necessarily in the same order. The family keeps warning her of the perils of over-exposure, and home is touted as the safest place in the world. A cryptic post from her, “Do people outside … Continue reading Discovery trip
Democracy
A solemn voice declares that times have changed, and so has democracy, Our words need to be respected, because we are the keepers of national interest. Everything that the opposition leaders say is hokum. Weekend Writing Prompt #487
