No Ceasefire

Someone lives inside me – vibrant, pulsating, bursting with courage, keen to break barriers and leap into the unknown. Someone pays no heed to advice or experience and wants to explore untraversed terrains, fearless and unshackled. Another one masquerades as Maturity and obstructs movement. The battle goes on with no prospects of ceasefire. Perhaps, death … Continue reading No Ceasefire

Traffic Lights

There’s a red light at the doorfor all those who thinkthey can coax me into compliancewith their code of conduct. If you are open to exchange of viewsmoving ahead, enriched by conversationHang on there…the light will turn green Q236- Coaxing as it does

Narratives

we seenarratives of lightassume a storydesign historythose who lived thenabsorbed it and leftnever to return facts migrate-we celebrateor denigrateresidue of imaginationor vested interests-bury old storiesfor you don’t have optionsor power of visualization write new taleson white sheetsun-silhouetted bypeace and positivity change perspectiveschange the prospectsthe future will thank youin retrospectif they see yourpositive intent light changes-surfaces … Continue reading Narratives

KeyBoard

The pen, once a symbol of power, lies sulking in a discarded mug, its dried ink having given way to the agile, ubiquitous keyboard. The pencil has stopped boasting about its flexibility, as deletion no longer requires an eraser on the screen. The keyboard has indeed come a long way, but voice-to-text is fast pushing … Continue reading KeyBoard

Fractured Pivot

The car—at the door.Headlights breathing.Suitcase— packed,swollen with departure. Her hand—on the knob.Not turning.Not yet. Fear— unnamed,a shadow without face,presses against her ribs. She almost— steps.She almost— goes.But the pivot—fractures. The moment— slips.The car hums away,its promise dissolving into night. She stays. Rooted. Silent.Bound not by chains,but by the ghost of a choicenever made. Poetics at … Continue reading Fractured Pivot

Manifestation

What I think will not make me sinkWhat I see will sure come to meIt is the rule of manifestationOpen the mind's eye; then watch it fly What I see will sure come to meThis is creative visualisationOpen the mind's eye; then watch it flyDon't let it go, just do it and know This is … Continue reading Manifestation

Stories within Stories

What interests me are stories within stories – all that’s unseen and unsaid. Every character has a voice and a perspective, but is that the whole truth? Non-fiction can attempt objectivity, but all fiction is subjective. The unseen and unsaid, like lingering ghosts, haunt my mind long after the story is forgotten. Only the characters … Continue reading Stories within Stories

Nobody’s shocked

Did I hear truth shrieking loud - underground?It was buried alive - lies took a walkI withdrew my extended hand - confused Not a whimper of protest, not a sound -Is the world dumb, forgotten how to talk?Did I hear truth shrieking loud - underground?It was buried alive - lies took a walk They say-what … Continue reading Nobody’s shocked

Blow My Skull

The New Entrant distinctly remembered leaving Halloween two weeks behind, before entering the Bistro, but the silhouettes at the corner table, with their indistinct features, sent a shiver down her spine, adding an intriguing layer of unease to the scene. She wondered why Denise had said something bad was going to happen, and Sister Aclima … Continue reading Blow My Skull

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #407

Welcome back! PROMPT #407 We have a sentence to kick-start your imagination. If I fall, I will take you all down. If I rise ......... tell me where you want to go? Who is the character saying this? What is the probable situation? This line could also be reframed as a metaphor for consequence—the idea … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #407