it’s not a piece of the moonbut the wholein my backyard -it’s perfectlike the lifeI always imagined-it’s well-roundedlike opinions I seek-it’s goldenwithout King Midasor his cursed touch it’s a piece of my subconsciousto drive life aheadconfidentlythere never were any problemsthere never shall be Photo Challenge at MLMM
The handcuffs mock at past glory. The athlete is a gold-medallist in international sports, and has broken records of time taken to cover a certain distance. Fond of sight-seeing, he scans every illustrious corner of the countries he visits and makes new friends. Probably, he got carried away by success, or he loved and trusted … Continue reading Carried away
I am questioning my own credentials on seeing Jim’s Friday Faithfuls prompt. I publish on 4-5 platforms, while this blog on WordPress remains the favorite. I often cover 600-700 days of daily publishing at a stretch. The continuity breaks when I travel and do not have access to the internet. Lately, I’ve started missing a … Continue reading Blogging Inspiration
summing uplife complexitiesepitaphsfind themselvesinadequate to expressall that was unsaid Photo Challenge at MLMM
Sarah had been dreading her 47th birthday. Being on the wrong side of 40 is bad enough, and 47 is inching close to half a century. Isn’t it anticipated? Everybody goes through the age cycle. Calendars and clocks don’t stop. Even if someone does stop those with artificial intelligence, the earth won’t stop revolving around … Continue reading The Prediction
blood and gorebubbles can blockarteriesthat power life how longcan a heart pulsatein a sea of shingles?thirsty for bloodthirsty for life Photo Challenge #476
Anements - decorative lights “I don’t know in which direction to shoot. His clones are all over the place.” “Hit the one at closest range, and watch others move.” A gunshot makes a tiny hole in the sky, and stars start dropping, all equally shiny and shapeless. He gathers those in a bag for the … Continue reading Anements
I am a lighthouse-in search of darknessto obliterate-in search of shipsto seek direction the ocean laughs hystericallywaves slap my idle limbsmy forlorn face stares at the MoonIt dodges my wistful glanceand seeks the Sun I wonder if ships are anchoredto a safe harbour...Do I need to start walkingand find the sky that shelters them? only … Continue reading Vanity – a thing of the past
putting wheels of thought on hold-life in deep slumberyoung and fresh when I wake - Ageis just a number I spend the night floating onundulating dreamsI let them gush through with forceor a gentle stream I wake at the crack of dawnrubber meets the roaddrive again or pay a finestay alive, not old Chosen form … Continue reading Growing, not getting old
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