two feetleft and rightcompelled to alignto reach a destinationcarrying the same person divergent mindsetscannot dissolve differencesbut find common goals-reasons strong enoughto come togetherreach an agreement,compromise and discuss-if they carry the same missionon weary shoulders if not,they are freeto go their own wayunlike the feetcontrolled bya single mindset OLN #369 at dVerse
a sunk shipbodies netted out-silent-as much aswe are traumatisedby tsunamisor failed voyages I wish they could speak.tell us aboutthe splendour or horrorof deep worldsdistrustedfor unfamiliarity the smug sailorwho conquers wavesweeps in silenceor is intriguedby unfamiliar objectsor living beingscreeping upto disturb life I ask submarinesto not just divebut develop a languageto help us understandeach other-those feared … Continue reading Dreadful Depths
I met your mother yesterday at the mall. She was looking at ornate jewellery for her prospective daughter-in-law. I watched the gleam in her eyes with awe, which induced a strange, sad feeling. I am haunted by how much our mothers do not know. We can blame them for not building a congenial atmosphere for … Continue reading Living in Ignorance
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Is it derisive or mocking?How does it come on?Is it camaraderie?Is it an attempt to build bonds?Did you smile too soonand looked like a moron? Time mattersalways…..more so when you laughat a joke,for a ballor someone’s fall Sensitivity, thy name is the right timeLet it hurt, or let it chime Poetics: Just for Laughs
wheels rotatingaircraft spinstime to reflecton all that I leave behindchecking if the storieslay buried in gravesnobody to call my name-the city and Istrangers hereafter the plane flies againto a destinationlife will crashafter landing Quadrille at dVerse Photo Challenge #531
When the world slumbers deep,the future beckonsasking for a form and shapeI know it will deceive, yet it isa relentless companionthat refuses to sleep. The clock ticks awayto an unknown eramocking my futile efforts,To make sense of past and futureInextricably stuck in the presentwhere I will always beas the state of beingredefines itselfand the futurefalls … Continue reading Where I Reside
I've chosen the following lines as a glose. Litany for Dictatorships (1936) by Stephen Vincent Benét We thought we were done with these things but we were wrong.We thought, because we had power, we had wisdom.We thought the long train would run to the end of Time.We thought the light would increase. We thought we were … Continue reading The Fall of a CEO
August brings heavy rains, but religion and patriotism endure it all to celebrate festivals. Some festivals are designed to break the monotony of grey clouds with colour. Being a Leo, I’ve grown to believe that August brings positive change, though every August of my life does not testify to this. This year's Mercury retrograde dampened … Continue reading August
she mows the lawnfor she cannot let grassgrow under her feet she waters the plantsinfusing them with lifeshe herself longs for she sings the same songall over again – just tofind new meaning in it the sun rises againwith the same coloursin the same direction her desperationblackens horizonsthey fail to paint hope looking inward is … Continue reading Triversen
