itawaitsits glorydecoratedwith colour and lightmocks warm cottony snownow alone in a forestbut soon, its time will come - Christmaslove, bonhomie, social gatheringsMay it be merry for all and sundry MTB: An Etheree Tree Happy Holidays to Team dVerse
when they sought different, yet held handswhen they let their boats float on arid sandsa just-released smile was a cause of mirthwho says they were separated by birth “Whatcha’ talking about, Willis” was the refrainAdventures chose to board Arnold’s trainSupportive Sis, Kimberley - the sensible oneTogether they kept housekeepers on the run… Drummond - the … Continue reading Different Strokes
Personification is distinct from personal recognition. One is a mere image, the other a true understanding. When you personify, you translate my essence into an image that you have of me and eulogise or worship me. You have placed aquatic creatures that do not belong here, and I can sense their discomfort. You drew stars … Continue reading Personification
when the countdown to New Year startsand you know in your heart of heartsLife is not going to change much you read all the horoscopes, thoughlet the outgoing take a bowfor the magic of Hope is such You hum a tune at signals greenYou let December dress and preento hold the future in your clutch … Continue reading November
I’m still wordlesswhirlwind speedsleads to whirl-cycloneand much more… six trillion milesis a light-yearI was not taughtto count beyond thatand I’m not sureif I’m within that rangeor without mooringsbeyond the span of gravity I feel a pullwith no strings attachednot a known face or namelimitations put me in shame I’ll write about it sometime.if time existsor … Continue reading Not fiction, not my clone
It watched the world with knowing gaze,Through centuries of change,From kingdoms rise to empires fall,In cycles, vast and strange. now it sees a world transformed,By gadgets, screens, and speed,A pace too swift for ancient minds,A world it cannot lead. But now it feels a deep despair,A sadness in its core,For though it's wise and strong … Continue reading Let it sleep
I don’t know why I thought of Trishanku today - the mythological man who wanted to visit Heaven physically but was stopped by the spiritual realm. If I were Trishanku, what would I choose in this zero-gravity situation? Like a celestial being, a saucer comes flying and encircles me with its airy, invisible tentacles. “Let … Continue reading Quirk of Fate
What can the wind blow other than deep roots?The maiden holds her swirling skirt in dreadBanyan trees grow roots to go underground Check your homesteads to see what lies looseWatch the clouds fly, and the sky blush deep redSecrets are stories to make worlds go round When the winds whistle, will they remain mute?those who … Continue reading Turbulence
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
walls protectwalls dividewho am I to decideor questionmorality of the act intent decidesintent divideswhat unites or separates peopleinto a homogenous massor warring groups critics deridecritics divideopinions unverifiablewhat or who survivesis the winner Photo Challenge Quadrille at dVerse
