Imminent Potential

R.S. agony of birthNew life awaits an entrywatching the old falllabor pain with pangs of guiltcyclic awareness precedes M.L. blustery eveningLeaves roll across the streetcrinkling underfoot R.S.dark wombs conceal lifenurture future energyWho will rule the world?stories yet to be writtenlight sky's imagination M.L. beneath starry skiesdarkness punctuated byglowing candelabras R.S. interactive booksshaping options from wet … Continue reading Imminent Potential

Devil’s Abode

I see a fleeting shadow in the corridor, but there’s no one there. I get back to work, but those sounds of criticism reverberate in the room, and I feel tempted to scream with tight fists. There is someone who brings out the worst part of me – in retaliation, in self-defence, in expression of … Continue reading Devil’s Abode

Passing away

calendars flip time; vain clocks rewind to hold it captivesky disconnects gradually; planets in retrograde motionaging years plant experience in the womb of a new spell Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge

Wistfully Yours

wistfulnessrules, young hearts promiseto find theirway back homefragile time stretches a handdemands remembrance What Do You See #309 This song has been the inspiration https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iihDX0bN0qY

Soul traffic

Romantic love toweringover journeysit stands tall Familial love navigatetwisted pathwaysto accept Self-love buildstrong foundationslife meets love Unrequited love Cool-not everyoneIs born lucky Enduring/timeless love lightawaits youend of tunnels Friday Fictioneers W3 Prompt #179

Seekers

I’m not inebriated, just a little dizzy. losing myself in an oceanIs an addictionNo judgmentNo expectations Swaying to soundinhaling smokedimmed consciousnessawakening spirits I’m not an addict, just a seeker. What Do You See #308

Work-Life

I reprimand someone for carelessly unmuting themselves during an online training session. Deep down, I’m grateful for the sounds of music that streamed in, altering our states of consciousness. Frowns in open windows change to smiles, but disappear as quick as the sun between heavy showers. He switches on the camera to apologise and I … Continue reading Work-Life