shafts of light show mea long way to go alonethe night promisescompanionship with secretstill the Sun reveals dark flaws Photo Challenge #528
Companionship
shafts of light show mea long way to go alonethe night promisescompanionship with secretstill the Sun reveals dark flaws Photo Challenge #528
All attachments live in the same place – codependence. They are beautiful while they last, but deep down, I sense a struggle to find meaning in being alone and independent. Sunflowers often ask the night why do they have to close their petals and turn west at dusk. And the night has no answers, since … Continue reading Sunflowers at Night
I wonder who waters the plants everyday, as I climb the stairs after two decades. I’ve inherited a house where my Grandma lived alone, and have no clue what to do with it. Should I retain it because of associated memories or put it on sale? After all, I may never return to this township … Continue reading Can I sell?
Why father a nation when the future’s unclear,shadows of doubt and uncertainty near?Why dream of tomorrow when citizens riseto build their futures, to reach for the skies? I stood with a vision, a beacon of light,yet it faltered in shaping an ideology right.Dreams I harboured, the hopes I bore,scattered like leaves on a lonely shore. … Continue reading A Fallen Idol
The picture shows Radhika Merchant-Ambani (the bride in the most opulent wedding in India) wearing a hand-painted skirt. 12 panels of a unique canvas imported from Italy were used since the fabric would have stiffened and lost shape with dried paint. The artist is Jayasri Burman, who hopes the garment will hang on the walls … Continue reading Artistic
collision of shapesamoebic movementun-geometrizepredefined structuressegments of a worldstruggling with fissures-identities faceuncalled-for ruptures superimposed talesbuild new narrativesmundane dramatizedseashells become whalestruth pushed to the wallplastered with sharp nailsprowling destructorshail power brokers MTB - An Octameter for August
Interpretationa double-edged swordKnowledge gainedyet mysteries stored Traditions passed from hand to handevolving with each scholar’s stand.for in each word and symbol’s gracelies the power to embrace, The past, the present,and what’s to be,religion or historya legacy of mystery. Friday Faithfuls
Welcome back! We are back with a picture prompt this week. PROMPT #342 Let the pathos in the image take over your keypad. The format of the piece is not restricted, and there is no last date either unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. We will not include any post that … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #342
“We used to have a life - chatting face-to-face, watching expressions before responding and displaying etiquette in easy, understandable ways,” Uncle Arthur is going nostalgic again. “I’m younger than you are, Arthur,” interjected Aunt Esther, “ and I remember the sounds when you disconnected the phone in anger or disgust and even the wooden pen … Continue reading Nostalgia
It was called a “black-out” in 1971. Windows and skylights were covered with thick black paper. The sound of an aircraft drove the neighbourhood into deep distress.They prayed for invisibility, huddled inside the silence of fear, pulling sheets above their eyes. I’d have loved to see the enemy’s face. But the next morning, Uncle said … Continue reading Changing face of war