that approving glance tells memuch of what I thought or saidhas filtered out my angst, resentment and ragechose not to stir the potand quietly disappearedinto oblivion the filtered version is not methe accepted version is certainly not me Quadrille #231
I fell several timesand walked again -somehowpeople choose to remind meof my fall -I choose to runaway from themtowards lifetowards the future -all it takes to surviveis eliminatingnegativitypeople or ideasor both Poetics Tuesday: Life's lemons and lemonade
Welcome back! PROMPT #397 The theme this week is Compressing an Emotion in Few Words Write a piece—poem, microfiction, or even a single sentence—that captures a profound emotion using minimal language. The challenge is to evoke depth, resonance, and imagery with as few words as possible. You may choose one of the following emotional tones, … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #397
it takes lifetimesto cross the thresholdsof imposed values I move on the peripheryof concentric circlesgetting mired deeperin intricaciesof a strange cultureunknown, unacceptablewith a vice-like gripon breathing patterns it takes maelstromsto deplete the lungsof life-force I practice Pranayamto cleanse my existencetrapped in ritualsnot of my makinglong-limbed shadowsencircle every moveto exhale carbonspread darkness it takes an exorcistto … Continue reading Exorcism
I’ll let you in.Don’t fold your wings tightor hide beneath umbrella leaves,or search for crevices in bark-you are safe beneath this roof. I need you to feel strong in vulnerability.I’m not as pretty or frail as you,nor am I a muse for artistswho chase fleeting grace.But I know storms. I’ve watched skies bruise and break,felt … Continue reading Butterfly at the Window
Have you ever seen a pagerunning away from the bookbeyond librariesand bookshopsand Kindles? It happened when I tried to confine myselfto a page, a single pageof a dictionarythat houses language. I faced the storms outsidethunder running through my bloodhunger emaciating my bloated egomyriad expressions seeping through my skinsoaking me with literaturebeyond my limited intel I … Continue reading Escapism
not just wordsor formatsor thoughtsor emotions Everything comes togetherto create a unique perspective neither researchnor hypothesesnor logicnor conclusion just a summationof experience in a moment not always physicalor mentalor emotionalor spiritual it is the only truthfrom a certain point of view not just eyeballsor commentsor likesor views Poetry draws togetherall those who share the momentat … Continue reading Prism of Perception
Welcome back after a highly engaging week! FEATURED POST I found this post to be pathbreaking in terms of both concept and format. Enjoy the difference laid out by Dennis on this link. Declassified: File 6031 PROMPT #396 It led me to think about breaking the boundaries of format. This week, I invite you to … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #396
“Why can’t you sell a part of your ancestral property to fund the purchase of a new house for us?” “I’ve told you many times. I cannot sell anything while my mother is alive. You don’t have the patience to wait till she dies.” He walked out in a huff, slamming the door shut. It … Continue reading Remnants
I download an appto delete noise from picturesbut it is ineffectivebeyond two dimensions light and colourcollide in different shapesopinions push their waythrough objectivityBig Data is not worththe analytical effort Decisions are skewedInsanity prevailsagainst the backdropof the majority Majority winsMajority ruleswith high decibelsdrowns out ethicsbrutes kill morality Poetics at dVerse
