I walk inhaling the morning fragrance through a mask, after a long time. A child sprints past me, blowing bubbles from a glass. She is not wearing a mask. Somehow, I wish she had stopped to smile at me, or exchange some childish banter. I look back, but she has not noticed my presence. Maybe … Continue reading Bubble
I see a congenial, smiling face and then the mask drops. A monster emerges. No. It’s not Halloween. I must be dreaming. The behaviour is different, but voices are familiar. Could it be….? Again, the mask drops. I see creatures drowning in a sea of fear. They fold hands, they pray and then exercise extra … Continue reading Halloween
If winter is death, surely, red-slashed autumn is the wound that brought it. Autumnal years have a sense of foreboding, but experience and wisdom add shades of color. Some may nurse wounds of unfulfilled ambition. Yet, the peace of white snow-filled peaks is unbeatable. It holds the enlightenment of truth, after peeling off layers of … Continue reading Autumn
You believe you shine with borrowed light. The Sun knows it clothes you, but also conceals beauty of the original. Poets are busy giving you different names to facilitate expression of the complex. You do find courage to shed clothes, but your identity remains enmeshed in nomenclature. You are just the Moon … let adjectives … Continue reading Shedding
I am a museum full of art, and a deck full of music, but…. Expression will open many sealed boxes, and offend those who are exposed. I shake it all up to see if bitterness can be released. Something is released but evaporates, before I can catch it to identify and destroy. Now, it’s all … Continue reading What a pandemic
The strangest thing happened today. My shadow walked away from me. It was shocking to say the least, but a deeper introspection revealed that we were perhaps tiring of each other. Sameness is not always a virtue. It tried to keep me entertained by changing size and shape, but was yearning for a separate identity. … Continue reading My Shadow
It is another day. The Sun rises and travels through the Sky. I wanna touch and feel the horizon, but there are some secrets Nature does not reveal. It is another year, another season. Skies turn a dark gray, as the landscape greens and it pours. There are certain treasures nature does not conceal. Pages … Continue reading Another day
The nuances of unconditional love intrigues me. Is it possible to love 100% of someone, unless it is a cute puppy or infant. Human minds are unpredictable. loving those layers concealed in multi-hued rainbows human minds relate https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/07/25/weekend-writing-prompt-167-nuance/
A David is born, whenever a Goliath gets arrogant about his strength. Goddess Kali is born whenever oppression increases. Tsunamis unleash their force on the world, when the ocean is unable to contain its angst. The pride of those at the receiving end prevents them from seeing the connection. They like to deceive themselves that … Continue reading Revolutions
What's wrong with me now? -imagining autumn leaves in peak of summer…. Is it a mindset? Is it an inclination? What is it inside me that struggles to find expression? What is it that creates discomfort? I’ve struggled all my life. I want it to end now. those unseen places all that is anathema comes … Continue reading Seasons of the mind
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