passing moods-intense expressionsin writing-emanatefrom roller coaster momentsless lived; just inspired Photo Challenge at MLMM
Intensity
Veil
What separates us now is a hazy veilignorance, misunderstanding or a vile gamewe don't see eye-to-eye, distrust prevailsvision is not lost, but it's not the same ignorance, misunderstanding or a vile gamethe knife in my back hurts, it's intense painvision is not lost, but it's not the sameI've learnt my lessons, so no tears reign … Continue reading Veil
Optimism
Let it go wherever it wants to goThose who believe see roses in the snow You never know what joys are trapped under iceYou need to dig life to find all things nice Discover warmth underneath, when it’s coldI’s like to die without growing old You’re not down because of cold weather bluesIt’s negativity that … Continue reading Optimism
Gifts
perfectionunimagined loveexpressed throughcreativeeffort- exquisite is workof man or nature Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Tact
“I always call a spade a spade, take it or leave it”, hisses my firebrand sister and leaves the room. To each her own. She has changed three jobs in the last two years and been in and out of relationships ever since her teens. I must confess she is often right on logical and … Continue reading Tact
Lost truths
Its presence feels almost treacherous - overarching the turbulence within me, but inert. I assume it is afraid of my immeasurable depth. Who wants to get lost and lie at the bottom of the ocean, waiting to be excavated by a diver or submarine? I fear its density and compactness, its capacity to hold secrets … Continue reading Lost truths
Immortality
A popular film director Ismail Merchant gave his reasons for getting married on a talk show. “When people visit your house, they ask how many children you have. They don’t ask how much money you have earned?” Unfortunately, he died of a cardiac problem before he could get married. dreams unfulfilledchildren unbornso good, so badonly … Continue reading Immortality
A mother laments
It’s torturous to see my little onegrow up, mingle with crowdswith no distinguishing feature-one whose birth felt momentousMy gift to the world looks like othersbereft of luster Weekend Writing Prompt
Standing up again
stabbedin the backI winced with pain; thenused the knife to cut chords - walkfree Lucky Dip at MLMM
In my end is my beginning
Hi, Laura Thanks for the very different prompt. This is easy and tough at the same time. Endings feel so appropriate in the tired and jaded mindset I am in at this late hour. I confess I cheated a little - chose the last two lines from my poems and put them together. Let me … Continue reading In my end is my beginning
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