Hostage

I walk fast on a path I don’t want to be on, but time moves slow. I know a certain distance is to be covered, till I reach somewhere … somewhere I want to be, or somewhere different from this place. I can accelerate movement with a faster vehicle, or taking a shortcut. I’ve reached … Continue reading Hostage

Turns

parched lips celebratea mirage - unmindful ofdark disappointmentwaiting silently belowit existed oncebut satisfies thirst no morepainted petals ofmemory in folds of soulmove on, move on forliberation lay on turnsyou ignored on your sojourn Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt Chosen form - Choka https://youtu.be/4czuFubJjjk

Shells in the sand

She is neither dead nor alive. She was waiting for her brother to fetch her, when a sandstorm happened and wiped away all plans. It was no mean task to plot an escape from prison. The lecherous Emperor had incarcerated her with evil intent. Getting out from the underground pathway felt like an achievement. Her … Continue reading Shells in the sand

Mind, body, soul … and dreams

color-blocked dreamson dreary landscapes-this is how I built a lifemade it tolerable, breathable-I made the bodyinhabitablefor the soul-I fed the soulto buildmind and body temples Photo Challenge at MLMM

Confession of Guilt

Harry gulped. His heart pounded inside his chest as he reached his hands into the air. He had gulped the liquid from a forbidden bottle. The genie had told him clearly that the Bottle of Blues will take him back to an era, which he had escaped after a lot of struggle. But what was … Continue reading Confession of Guilt

It’s a decision

sorting outuseful from wastepositive from negativedead from the livingfeels like such a choreDiscard everything in handlet it all go the graveyardeverything from days of yore Yes, you miss outon the pleasure and painof processingbut not processingis also a decision.You make a statementwhen you decideto accept, revisit or shun. Written for What Do You See and … Continue reading It’s a decision

Set fire to the bin

The bin which carries discarded memories needs to be consigned to fire, and the ashes sent to a watery grave. Discards are not really discards till they cease to exist for you. Like Marie Kondo says, anything that does not give you joy needs to go. It takes away precious space from your sense of … Continue reading Set fire to the bin

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #284

Welcome back! PROMPT #284 I give you a line which can be used anywhere in your piece. The idea of a first line or last line becomes too restrictive. You can break it up, but you cannot insert or skip words in between. Well, we do need some conditions. 🙂 She’d forgiven everyone and emptied … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #284

Petrichor

“Where do you think you’ll go?” Amina asks with concern. “Back to my village. I can’t afford rent in a city without a job,” Ahana was one of the many employees laid off by a loss-making startup. The doorbell breaks the silence in the room, and minutes later, Ahana is unpacking her bags. “I was … Continue reading Petrichor