Reena’s Xploration Challenge #400

Writing Prompts

Welcome back! PROMPT #400 Catch me gloating at #400 and taking pride in attracting many more participants on the journey. I see this as a platform bursting with talent. Let's play a game this week. Visit the site of An Almanac of Birds: 100 Divinations Click on any one of the 12 pictures. You are … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #400

The Otrovert

choose the roadwhere each milestone asksIs this where you wanted to be? choose the silencethat compels you to speakto release locked destiny go with the windlet it rearrange your thoughtsit lifts the dust of old decisionslets it flow in riversto meet the sea wherethey are transformedbeyond recognition choose your directionnot by compassbut the subconscious ache-a … Continue reading The Otrovert

Eklavya

silencebetween sharp words; terrifiesthe knowledge seeker. Thoughtsconverge – in a momentof acceptance. He is no goodbut holds potential to excel, ifthe teacher condescends. A suddenPausehe walks away, determined notto demean himself. He wouldlearn, and not give a thumb. Gurustunned W3 Prompt #178 Image and Story credit: Boldsky

Unnoticed

fragile petalslend their wispy presenceto the grandeur of a flower,the magic of a garden-the fleeting graceof nature’s miracles the gardener waters plantshands cupping lifefeet crushing a fallen petalhe nurturedbut failed to recogniseits independent existence Quadrille Monday at dVerse

Humanity – Divided by Purpose

Imagine a playground full of children. Each child has a goal: one wants to build the tallest sandcastle, another wants to swing the highest, and a third wants to play tag. Initially, the playground is a buzzing hive of activity. Each child is driven by their unique goal, providing them with a sense of direction … Continue reading Humanity – Divided by Purpose

A mother reminisces

It was only yesterday.A bride scrubbed with turmeric to glowan aura built up painstakinglywith colours of sunriseto symbolise a golden future It was only yesterdaya chirpy girlwiped her hands off my sariand ran in laughing with gleeI scolded her,but smiled… Naughty girl...Who knew you’d grow up so soon?The yellow ruffled frockschanged to ornamental outfitsa peach … Continue reading A mother reminisces

Spiralling

moving in a spiralI access larger circlesnot concentricnot asking for change of lanejust a smooth transition-to the infinite-to the beyondan amazing expansionof ingrained perspectives there are no endingsjust new beginningsI don’t walkbut flow… W3 Prompt #177

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #399

Welcome back! Thanks for the responses steeped in creative wisdom last week! A special mention for Life's Whoosh by Eugenia. I am captivated by the following lines writing without the silent voice every word stitched in time what doesn’t exist will be whether pretend or reality the pulse of life hums Read the full poem … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #399

Shapeshifters

A mountain suspectsIts deep-rooted strengthand scalabilitya vain Kingloves himself andits unattainability shapeshifting reflections in waterwhisper myriad possibilitiesbeauty and ugliness,the real and imagined,fluid truths in deep-rooted thoughts,existence draining quietlyby pump or drought I turn to the solid comfortof a gleaming mirrorbut lights intersect,playful, bending form,strategic in their placement,revealing a different game -it’s all a perspective-it’s only … Continue reading Shapeshifters