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
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
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
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
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
the universe stops in its certainty.checks how humans perceive itsmiles,amused at their perceptionbut that is how the Creatorconceived the human race the only key to understandingthey are givenIs imagination Imagination runs both waysto create myriad patternsWe make whatever sense we can-call itsubjectivityobjectivitycreativityor insanity RXC #398
The moon was but a chin of goldA night or two ago…-It grows full like an expectant motherpost-partum deflation is what I dreadfor I can’t find what it chose to shed it enriches the starsdeprives the Earththe sky shares lightbut not the source What do they fear?A multitude of godswalking the Earthdestroying mysterywriting new storiescreating … Continue reading Insecure
Welcome back! Thanks for the humongous response last week, with each entry vying to be the best! My deepest gratitude to all contributors... A special mention this week is for Dan and Violet. PROMPT #398 I start the Challenge Week to inspire writers with two quotes. If the word doesn't exist, invent it; but first … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #398
dancing feet and jingling bellslet the naysayers go to hellMy music is the song of windsmagic that will never rescind tapping feet and empty chairsmy voice echoes in halls of despairwings clipped to stall my flightBlindfolded, I await daylight W3 Prompt #176
I was asked to stay out -the attic contained spirits that destroy peacethey were best left locked in thereThe question I failed to ask-Whose peace would it destroy?-But I did my bestto be a guardian of peace “And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the … Continue reading Emergence
