lift me up therewith my chairto a place in the cloudswhere the view changesbutI’m still in my comfort zone thenyank away the chairlet me float aroundand discoverwhere I standon my ownand in relativity Photo Challenge at MLMM Quadrille #201 at dVerse
temples have transparent walls heregods are out on a walkaboutasking to be excusedas they cannot identify themselvesin eye mirrors of a speciessupposedly their creation What are you looking for?They ask mockingly“Just what I see”, I replyGods bereft of pretencean honest spiritual danceidentity is not a crisiswhen you choose to beover being seen My pilgrimage is … Continue reading Clothes of Piety
The national symbol of Brotherland is a group of people huddled together. Aman is an avid international literature reader and often asks his parents if they have seen a better version of unity, love, and brotherhood. They reassured him that this was the best place in the world to be. Soon, a war is waged … Continue reading Is it too late?
I need to shut those doorsfrom where interference flowsmocking shadows talking ofwhat I should do or can’t doghosting what I can do betterthan them; need to keep them out I found a box and put a room inside It’s a custom-built space for peaceThe box is silence and irreverenceIt protects my doors and windowslet them … Continue reading A room in a box
intellectpowerinnovationinventionblaze new mapson existing territories leadershipcreates visionnew territoriessubmit themselvesfor exploration don’t underestimatepreservationbut choosewhat needs to be preservedand what dumped decisions take humankindto unforeseeable futureseach thought driveseach step matters Quadrille at dVerse
you show storiesas manifestationof deep desiresor scare viewers awaywith the sight ofmonsters or victims It took me aeonsto figure outyour programmabilityI wish I knew moreabout the subconsciousback then… but you were aware ofmy vulnerability Image Credit: Rene Magritte, 1928 in Paris, France. OLN #360
I’m too bright to wear rose-tinted glassesI keep my vision clearbut wearing flowers around my eyessoftens the viewDid you say I’m the uncrowned queen?you need to tone up your visionHow could you miss the crownI’m born with?the crown that makes youlove or hate me Poetics
Archaeologists will not stop digging into history. They’ve been trained to unearth stories that are no longer relevant. On second thoughts, we weave relevance into a story aligned to our instincts and expectations. Is there something I’d like to leave behind that will compel the future to think about me, maybe without knowing my name? … Continue reading Transformatory
splashes of colour on a barren landscapethey reek of a fluid that belongs to veinsit will nourish the growth of so-called joywe believe that it will again find a place they reek of a fluid that belongs to veinspockets of happiness lost in the great streamwe believe that it will again find a placeaway from … Continue reading Pockets of Happiness
I saw you shedding tearsbut they said unseasonal showersare blessings from the skyand a good time for a soul to depart I wonder what the forward journey is likenavigating explosive gaps between the cloudsbursting with sins she committedbecause she saw herself asinvincibleunbeatableand now suddenlyfinds herself confrontedby Karma Sky, your omnipresence gives youlimitless powerspray let me … Continue reading Befriending the Sky
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