muscles achescattered mindneeds focus eyelids droopguilt hits hardI must write a page callsa thought screamsI am home Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
EOD (End-of-Day)
muscles achescattered mindneeds focus eyelids droopguilt hits hardI must write a page callsa thought screamsI am home Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
I commuted to college in the local trains of Mumbai, back when they were not closed and air-conditioned. A window seat was a morning prize; standing at the door in the evening, the wind rushing against your face felt like a release. Road traffic drifted below, and the rectangular windows in buildings became silent openings … Continue reading Windows
dark thoughtson white paperpour out from bleeding heartspotless ambience no relieffrom pain What Do You See #335
I painted the silhouette of a boat on the ocean of despair. Its outline was fragile, yet it carried the promise of passage. My hands found the oars, hesitant at first, then steady. Each stroke disturbed the depths, raking up opportunities, buried like pearls in the silt. The boat was no miracle; it was a … Continue reading Painted Boat
it feltlike disrespect - yourderogatory expressionI flinched, butsaw no reason to give in togaslighting attempts; I walkedaway W3 Prompt #204
amnesia hitson awakeningyou willsee throughyour older versionshed worn out skin Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
You are gone, but yet live in mirrorsmocking my deemed identityWe never saw eye to eyebut your sharp words jump outfrom my defianceI did not wishto be youyet, Iam Tanka Tuesday Challenge no. 56 - A Mother's Nonet
taste of bloodunaccustomed tonguecenturiesof silencethreaten to burst through a swordGoddess Durga strikes W3 Prompt #202
it is not the enda new awareness beginslove is a dream; notmeant to last forever, butgives enough mojo to lasta lifetime of mature thoughts Screenshot What Do You See
Eclipse-merchants of lightfacilitate darknesssurprised by the shades of life, hideagain RXC #419