Crack the code

This is the place that I once ownedTook pride in idiosyncrasies and quirksThis is where my first joint was rolledYes, it was a place I lived and worked. I knew not when someone wrote a protocolI was expected to work; play to the roleA workplace is not as relaxed as the campusWhen the collar gets … Continue reading Crack the code

Circles

Who were those characters with dated looks and an outdated fashion sense? Their feet with toes turned backwards tell me who they are. I politely request that they return to their graves. I wake up in a different era. Mornings are challenging with many tasks to execute before 9 am. It’s not the time to … Continue reading Circles

Merchant of Peace

Zoom, zoom – 110%, 120%, 200%, 300%, 400%, 425%.. Well, there is a whitish rectangle resembling a phone, with an obsessed finger running across it. The person I see as a merchant of peace trading the world for mental well-being is as ordinary as everyone else… I don’t want my story to suffer, so I … Continue reading Merchant of Peace

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #374

Writing Prompts

Welcome back to another week! PROMPT #374 This week, I would like to pay tribute to some of my fellow bloggers. I apologize for not being able to cover all of them. Below is a list of phrases (blog titles or site names). Choose one or more that is not your own, and include the … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #374

52 Aces

The targets for each quarter are set; the balance sheet is pre-signed; now, the business and numbers need to align. He never meets a client or industry colleague, or anyone who is not obliged or dependent on him; he is known for his rough edges and whims. He incites internal rivalry, and teams work in … Continue reading 52 Aces

Anticipation

What could have been and what isstories that reverberate through my spineunstabbed back, but the dagger can striketo change my shape forever I look forward to some, but am terrified ofdrums; that invisible pen which writes my fatesprinkles ink on my budding bloomsgarden of hope; on the tentacles of a storm Anticipation - the monster … Continue reading Anticipation

Muse or Terror?

The city that never sleeps fascinates me. I walk under the streetlamps like a model walking the ramp under arc lights. I drape a scarf around my frail shoulders in different ways. One night … an invisible force tugs at my scarf. I’m pulled up to the bridge above the lights. It is a new … Continue reading Muse or Terror?

Infinity

my senses can’t comprehendblack, white, colourless spaceat the edge of existenceI call it infinity I invent godsto make sense of the unknownbut cannot interactwith the superhumanor supernatural I imagine strangersout there in the unknownfor whomI am unreachableI am infinity Moonwashed Weekly Prompt

Elusive Mediums

stories etchedon soft surfaces-revised-erased-crevices filled upwith imaginationconnect the dots life stories-entombed-engraved on stoneinterpretedby random people biographerscatch snippets from the airto paint saleable tales souls crave expressionelusive mediumsflirt withvanishing ink Quadrille #220