When the heinous happens

when does the heinous happen?glorifying the intellectbecoming captive to cognitivelost in thinking, reasoning, repeating glorifying the intellectwe lose connection with the soullost in thinking, reasoning, repeatingwe believe only what can be proved we lose connection with the soulwhen does the heinous happen?we believe what can be provedbecoming captive to cognitive Weekend Writing Prompt #306

Hire or fire

HR guys, gear up! Employees are sacked at 2 a.m., in midst of an official call or found themselves locked out of their id. Will you be able to recruit in the same manner? Make it up. Weekend Writing Prompt #304

Spring is round the corner again

spring is round corners againhe digs deep for dead remainslooks for autumn leaves driedblooming treetops sing a tune he digs deep for dead remainsemotions became sand dunesblooming treetops sing a tunethey never meet autumn or rains emotions became sand dunesspring is round corners againthey never meet autumn or rainshe looks for autumn leaves dried Weekend … Continue reading Spring is round the corner again

Elevate

I gauged midnight by the intensity of starlight and journey of the moon. Then, life happened and I counted miseries, awaiting dawn. Stars can sense the sun waiting on the other side. I wonder why others count the number of years I’ve lived on earth, when I carry the essence of time inside me. I … Continue reading Elevate

Saturnine

darkness deepensas saturnine instinctsof inmatesgather steam Are they violent, eviljealous or depressed?Are they buriedunder their own issues,or hate me enoughto attack, to vilifyfor no reason? Whatever the causeI can’t find the Sundaylight just disappearsdarkness deepens Weekend Writing Prompt

Connecting

If her writing style was jejune, so was her lifestyle. Yet, she connected incredibly well with her readers. We relate to familiar stuff. It’s not always about a phantasmagorical world.

Folklore

The key drops with a thud on the cold floor. Beads of sweat on her forehead glisten in the sun. She has been warned against touching the ancient treasure. Her ancestors guard it in form of snakes and scorpions, and woe begone to anyone who goes near … or so the locals say. There is … Continue reading Folklore

Canvas

deep wounds lie beneath apparent insouciance.condemn if you want...but art and poetry emanate from that space. Read silent, diaphanous veils.Unpeel layers withinWatch stories emerging… Someone picks up threads to weave new fabrics.It’s a new canvas. A synonym for the prompt word is used - Insouciance Weekend Writing Prompt #296

Finding peace

She has changed. The expression is serene, smile relaxed and words very few, quite unlike the Martha Berends everyone knew. Martha was known for her sharp tongue, vivid descriptions of facts nobody was interested in and her propensity to occupy centre stage in all discussions. “Did the cat take your tongue?” “The cat does not … Continue reading Finding peace