morning sunmakes a surprised appearancestifled sighs of the nightchirping on branchesinspire hope withnew address Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #63
Resilience – A Seox
Baptism
I wish you would askbefore I hold my breath tightbeliefs drowning meMy core struggles to break freefrom weight of imposed dogmas Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Give us a glimpse of the leader
leader steps forwardshadows stretch behind the glowlight crowns the silence What Do You See #338 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pG9rZZ_UCG4 There are previously published poems I found relevant to this prompt on Light and Shadows.
EOD (End-of-Day)
muscles achescattered mindneeds focus eyelids droopguilt hits hardI must write a page callsa thought screamsI am home Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Windows
I commuted to college in the local trains of Mumbai, back when they were not closed and air-conditioned. A window seat was a morning prize; standing at the door in the evening, the wind rushing against your face felt like a release. Road traffic drifted below, and the rectangular windows in buildings became silent openings … Continue reading Windows
Ache
dark thoughtson white paperpour out from bleeding heartspotless ambience no relieffrom pain What Do You See #335
Painted Boat
I painted the silhouette of a boat on the ocean of despair. Its outline was fragile, yet it carried the promise of passage. My hands found the oars, hesitant at first, then steady. Each stroke disturbed the depths, raking up opportunities, buried like pearls in the silt. The boat was no miracle; it was a … Continue reading Painted Boat
Rosetta Stone – Unhomed
I came across something else while researching the Rosetta Stone. The claim is that multiple copies of the Rosetta Stone exist. The Rosetta Stone is just one of several stones inscribed with the same decree. Archaeologists have found other fragments and similar inscriptions in different temples across Egypt. The stone wasn’t a singular artefact. It … Continue reading Rosetta Stone – Unhomed
Walking Away
it feltlike disrespect - yourderogatory expressionI flinched, butsaw no reason to give in togaslighting attempts; I walkedaway W3 Prompt #204
Butterfly
amnesia hitson awakeningyou willsee throughyour older versionshed worn out skin Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Creative Experiments and More 