blinding ray of light strikes, crosses her thoughtsThey are insane, they believe they are God They nurse illusions in very huge lotsThey play power games, but don't know the odds He moved a finger, and said 'Follow this'failed again to see brewing resentment "Forget your schedules, just give those a miss"He cannot see a mind … Continue reading Rebellion
Hi, Sanaa I couldn't resist the lure of your second prompt too. Here's my contribution. pixelated dreams launch thoughts on virtual skies I rule the world… Back to office…. I see un-pixelated versions Of all that I loved or hated Wonder how Will I expand these To fill my sky Or just let them disappear … Continue reading Un-pixelated
Sanaa Rizvi gives us a lovely prompt to fire all cylinders of creativity on Dverse today - Dungeons and Derivatives The chosen line is “Perhaps we are reading the shadows wrong; forever cannot draw a circle.” – Winter Moon ~ Part Three: Petals of the Sun Sun God seven horses of imagination traverse the sky … Continue reading Shadows in the Sun, Sky and Soul
get a kick from groovy stuff Chase those halos others can see stop being a watcher know what’s your groove work hard, work hard… to reach there Then, the rest of your life… protect manipulate fight for your right to remain in your groove https://dversepoets.com/2021/09/06/quadrille-135-shake-that-poem-groove-thang/
It is a school reunion meeting. Wandering in the revamped school premises, I wonder what would be different if I had to do it all over again. We depended so much on what was written in books, and whatever teachers said. There was nothing wrong in those times. It had a certain quaintness of innocence, … Continue reading Back to School
What’s this unease around people? Why am I so happy alone? I often wonder Who are all these people What are they doing in my life? They look so much like strangers behave like adversaries I often wonder What is their problem with me? What’s the meaning of this strife? Why do they not understand … Continue reading Why?
Down & out… wait I’ll come back Acknowledge painful setbacks Read my actions, I’ll come back Innovate, find alternate paths Nah, retreat is not an option Greatness is built step-by-step Working, reviewing, restartinG Time spent does not matteR I tried, I failed, again I camE No magic wand, no AbracadabrA Whatever I learn is accomplishmenT … Continue reading Daring Greatly
pain written all over her existence she connects to parts of her body with trepidation another’s will inflicted on her being A womb owned, assaulted by heartless beasts for a male child pacemakers support life She has forgotten how her heart used to beat https://dversepoets.com/2021/08/23/quadrille-134-we-heart-poems/
cans of sardines or aeroplanesI hope I live to tell this tale arms surrendered, my heart still bleedsfor the dreams I once dared to dream they take futures, a secret hope-a place of choice, matter of right I may live at someone's mercy....Will they know what I left behind? Take all the wealth, Take all … Continue reading What I leave behind
“But these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutter against the blue cloth of the sky” “Now you know why,” exclaims the fashion designer as she puts the book aside, “we focus on export markets instead of local ones. Anything that is foreign is treated as exotic, something to be cherished. Indians have grown … Continue reading Understanding markets
