dancing wordsblinding tearsa treasured picturerelegated to the bin. A forged power of attorneylifetime’s savings robbed…the loss hurtsbut much less thandestructionof sibling bonds W3 Prompt #123
Sibling Bonds
Vanity
The mirror mocks my vanity.showing dimensions I ignoredIt questions authenticitychanging reflections with the light What kind of input do I give?The mirror mocks my vanity,displaying a new perspectivetransforming what it did not make demands of credibilityfrom those who made me what I amThe mirror mocks my vanity,making dents in my confidence it takes an army … Continue reading Vanity
Sunset Symphony
The city hums softly, a distant lullaby,While nature’s masterpiece unfolds up high. from the balcony high,where the city lies below,the sun begins its descent,casting a golden glow. Shadows grow longer as twilight takes its place,Stars begin to twinkle in the velvet space. from this lofty perch,the world seems so serene,It is a moment of pure … Continue reading Sunset Symphony
Self-Righteousness
It is only a clash of interestsall this good versus evilWho am I to decide? what if all of us are on the same pageworking towards the same goalWho will define evil? Is it a fear of losing something, orassumed self-righteousness thatbrings us all together It is only a clash of interestsworking towards the same … Continue reading Self-Righteousness
Changing face of war
It was called a “black-out” in 1971. Windows and skylights were covered with thick black paper. The sound of an aircraft drove the neighbourhood into deep distress.They prayed for invisibility, huddled inside the silence of fear, pulling sheets above their eyes. I’d have loved to see the enemy’s face. But the next morning, Uncle said … Continue reading Changing face of war
Soup n Starters
egg whites drip through a strainerswirl endlessly in boiling brothassume indefinable shapesEgg-drop soup is overjoyedin the company of orange chickento go down together – in alimentary depth W3 Prompt Six Sentence Stories
Appeal
eyes feastmouth drools more thanstomachs rumble - buildinganticipation for a meal-good food W3 Prompt #118
Biolet
it won’t take long to walk awaybut stubborn scars refuse to heal Peace – I beg, borrow or stealDark emotions enter the fray but stubborn scars refuse to healit won’t take long to walk away W3 Prompt #117
Time laughs
Time laughed, hands rolled bymissed a minute on the slyit carried some joy and a smilethe recipient missed it by a milecall it fate or humour, wry W3 Prompt #115
A sliver in the drawer
The moon crashed with a thud tonight, and clouds murmured secrets from other worlds through whispering windows on Earth. I was lucky enough to catch a piece of the moon and stash it away in the drawer for dark nights. I can hear its silent screams, asking for release. The broken moon in the sky … Continue reading A sliver in the drawer
