Change the Lens

“I believe that Gen Z is not difficult to work with. Unlike us, they were born into a fast-changing world, and their perspectives are not frozen in archaic timeframes”. “I appreciate your efforts to bond with the team and extract results, but not consistently the desired results,”  Harry said with knitted eyebrows, not looking up … Continue reading Change the Lens

Faded Memories

Prompt lines —when skies are hanged and oceans drowned,the single secret will still be manCredit: E.E.Cummings welcome the freshnessand the fragranceit covers scarsof wounds inflictedlong ago smudged fingerprintsconceal identitiesforetell a fraudby repeated assaultsunmindful of historyor warning disasters resentment subsidesempathy overridesfor both man and natureare just faded memoriesof whateverthey used to be Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - … Continue reading Faded Memories

Strategic Grass

The spaces I leave for grass to grow give a different texture to stories. They tell me so much about what happens underground. I retain the choice to accept or reject theories. The lies in the world are spoken either with an  ulterior motive or because I could not say, “Wait till I dig the … Continue reading Strategic Grass

Survivors

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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #355

Welcome back to a new world with a not-so-new POTUS! Debates are raging worldwide. The Financial Times says, "His remarkable comeback is an extraordinary story that we will tell with authority over the next four years." I'm sure the world will settle down to its regular routine and not be interested in a four-year-long analysis. … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #355

Wedge of the Moon

I dropped the fork and blew the candles, blinded by the glow on my plate. It is a wedge of the moon sitting atop the slice of cake. “Where do you draw your light from on this dark New Moon night?” “I stole it from your dreams to drive you towards newer goals.” My daughter … Continue reading Wedge of the Moon

Sepia Stains

I smile at the mention of joyas I wipe an errant teardropoozing from the left eye I watch shadows in petal shapesfall on the whiteness of milkas it stands poised to boilspill over on the stovetop-the chimney abovesucks smoky fumeswith all negative thoughtsfrom an agitated mindhelps me unpack, unwind I revisit the bumpy roads,where the … Continue reading Sepia Stains