What’s in a piece?

a piece of artthat creates many morewith shadows behindreflections on the floor a piece of mindthat breaks bondswith presumptionscontinuing to haunt a piece of heartthat bleeds involuntarywith a strange lovein a life solitary Photo Challenge #532

Living in Ignorance

I met your mother yesterday at the mall. She was looking at ornate jewellery for her prospective daughter-in-law. I watched the gleam in her eyes with awe, which induced a strange, sad feeling. I am haunted by how much our mothers do not know. We can blame them for not building a congenial atmosphere for … Continue reading Living in Ignorance

Unexpected

I’m strongly tempted to open the boxes and see what lies within. Is it discarded junk? Why should anyone leave it in a public place, in a country where junk dealers abound? Or the lifetime belongings of a homeless person? I stop in my tracks out of respect for privacy. I cannot assume the right … Continue reading Unexpected

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #346

Welcome back! PROMPT #346 Here's our prompt for this week The format of the piece is not restricted, and there is no last date either unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap.  We will not include any post that is found to be offensive, vulgar or hurts ordinary sensibilities. This needs to … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #346

Magic Potion

He promised magic with his ale; people drank, wept and danced, their hearts healing in the shared joy and unity. He stipulated that they sip the brew in company, basking in the warmth of shared memories. Undeterred by bankers' derisive laughter and refusal of a business loan, his family set up a riverside resort on … Continue reading Magic Potion

Taking charge

“Dad was out of business in 2021. His customers did not turn up to collect the painted signboards”. “I wonder how many of them survived the Second Wave”, said Gavin with a sigh. “I’m looking for the order book … just in case a customer turns up or his survivor.” “Survivor?” “Yeah … just like … Continue reading Taking charge

At the right time

Is it derisive or mocking?How does it come on?Is it camaraderie?Is it an attempt to build bonds?Did you smile too soonand looked like a moron? Time mattersalways…..more so when you laughat a joke,for a ballor someone’s fall Sensitivity, thy name is the right timeLet it hurt, or let it chime Poetics: Just for Laughs