Welcome back! PROMPT #429 The genre chosen for this week is FANTASY. Situation: You are doom-scrolling late in the night, and you reach somewhere you'd never expected to be. There is no restriction on the length of the piece. There is no last date unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. We … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #429
When two fundamentalist powers fight, blame each other for the same crime, who will you support? The side that supports my interest. You have been indoctrinated about your interest and that you need protection; actually you don’t. The voice wavered for a moment, “But yet, I can foresee who will rule the future.” And that, … Continue reading The End of Analytical Thought
She almost falls asleep to that soothing voice in meditation videos. Focus on what’s happening in your body. Imagine a golden light surrounding you as you rise above. Centre your consciousness on that white dot in your head. If this doesn’t help, what is the secret of peace? Choose your blinds carefully. The picture outside … Continue reading Illusions
The tangled world belowmakes them restlessNo surrender plansYet clouds drift on white wingsacross a clear blue sky,releasing turbulence. They rain on an unsuspecting, parched Earth. Unseasonal rains, or artificial rains,in pursuit of something other than Peace,distort predictions,fracture farmers’ income. And somewhere,behind the curtain of weather,a hand unseen rewrites the scriptnot of rain, but of fate. … Continue reading Tangled World
morning sunmakes a surprised appearancestifled sighs of the nightchirping on branchesinspire hope withnew address Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #63
familiarity breedslike fat blooms on rancid chocolateA bite feels like a risk-that can spark warswith rumbling soundscausing a churnnever fully understoodyet feared-or pacify addiction relationshipsneither cosy nor repulsivehands pulled awaythen heldfor photo-ops Quadrille Monday at dVerse
Someone is watching us. Stop hallucinating. Infighting creates a bigger problem for us than external forces. We are humanoids and were designed to be above human weaknesses. We are also endowed with higher perception powers than humans, and an alarm bell is ringing somewhere inside me. A Mechanical hand extended itself and hit the pause … Continue reading Someone Somewhere
In a quiet village lived a man who carried a hidden well within him. This well was not filled with water, but with venom—opinions, resentments, and malice he had stored over the years. Whenever someone dropped a single word into that well, the serpent inside stirred, and venom spilt out with the same force as … Continue reading The Serpent’s Well
Persuasion failed once again, as her teenage son walked out with a backpack. She stood at the doorway, words caught in her throat, watching his silhouette shrink against the evening light. The bag was heavy with defiance, stitched with the threads of independence he believed he had earned. She remembered her own callow youth, the … Continue reading Deja Vu
The line I chose is from a poem our friend Maggie wrote - The Room that Echoed Back as if each repeated idea consumeda little more spacethan it returned. My take on it in the Golden Shovel format. The theme is not the same. I've borrowed her words. Freedom for all, love and peace to … Continue reading It’s not over yet
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