In the shadow of stories, truth mutilatedIn the shadow of free thought, power incarcerated In the shadow of mountains, waves play gamesIn the shadow of Sun, nocturnal beauty reigns In the shadow of handshakes, fingers divideIn the shadow of virtue, patriarchy rides In the shadow of lethargy, AI thrives. W3 Prompt #144
undermining expressionssubconscious reverberations drive apathy; spur detachmentpast, present bound by parchment W3 Prompt #143
life played in marginswhile I scripted the futurebittersweet battles W3 Prompt #141 Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
I salute my shadowfor staying with meit expands and shrinksin line with the lightbut never lets meout of sight When I feel lonelyin the nightit scares me sometimesa ghostly mimemimics my movementsfollowing the lamp dimmaking me lookgrotesque or slim It never lets mefeel smallby a snub or slightwhen my ego bloatsit cuts me down to … Continue reading My Companion
don't take me intill you unclothe my thirsty souldon't take me inmy captivating fashion senseenvelopes emaciationstarved of understanding; I killdon't take me in W3 Prompt #136
What'sall thisfuss about?I'm still aliveI'm not playing gamesjust that I like to bebeyond sight, beyond your reachBreathe Easy is my new ventureStop there, don't follow me, teach or preachWhat's all this fuss about? I'm still alive… W3 PROMPT #135
acorns in autumnunderestimated strengthpower of foresight W3 Prompt #133
the courtyard looks morose todayseparated from the verandah by grillsenergy flow blockedby the end of camaraderieearly darkness of wintry nightspushing people into warm bedslacking what fired them-companionship moonlight shining on dreamssleeping on the terraceon together summer nightsa distant memoryfading into oblivionnew goals overtake lifechallenges aboundthe world is not always round W3 Prompt #132
Two-timing winds sweep across seasonsI wrap a shawl around my shouldersas tourists camera-chase a moving beastdark-listing swift leopards as they smile atomnipresent, boring barasinghas The forest is no easy place to bewhen clouds shield a late-coming sunI stretch my palms to see what I can catchStreaming down between the leavesI catch nothing more than disappointmentetched … Continue reading Terminus
Aching to go backUsual summer routinesTransitioning toUnconcernedMoonlit mauvesNeons blink from fallen leaves WithdrawnInterestNights are coldTrees look barrenEmeralds lostReturn to oblivion Song on lipsPranksters delightRhythm restoredIn a blooming budNeo-natal smilesGood morning, world! Sultry nightsUmbrellas outMulberry bloomsMerlin fakesEerie sounds to deceiveRighteous moves W3 Prompt #130
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