Consciousness, a flickering tideneither waking nor asleep,flowing in the hush betweenwhat was, what is,and what might be. Supine thoughts raise their headbehind a fluttering veilI drift where silence splits the sky Weekend Writing Prompt #436
your voice was sternand expression hardwhen you askedwhat or whom was I mourning I learnt it for the first time -Grief needed social sanctionI was not allowed to feel sorryabout things that fell outsidesocial sanctorums you said, show me a womanwho behaves the way I domy embarrassing existencewas to be kept under wraps I only … Continue reading No approval required
Welcome back! Thanks for the divine responses last week! A special mention for Nancy's poem. Let's appreciate and applaud. The quiet moment shattered, all at once.A shiver, then a wave, so cold and fast.My heart a drum, my breath a frantic bird.The world grew small, a tight and fearful space. I fought it then, with … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #401
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
There’s someone out therein the intensive care unitmoving between two worldsinducing anxietyand a little fatiguewith the uncertainty-we stopped countingdays or weeksbut the mounting hospital bill speaks I reflect on the relationshipShe said her life was perfectand made listeners feelinadequate I think about how shatteredloved ones would feel without her-I take pride in my other-nesslove for … Continue reading On the Verge
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
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
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
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
recreating lifeas I would have liked to livein chosen coloursthe magic lies in purposedreary landscapes come alive What Do You See #307
