Somehow, I don’t get what I want despite running for it all along I don’t know where I fall short Life cannot go all for a song Then, I meet wise men who look down on me and sneer They say I don’t do all I can find my attitude cavalier I know life is … Continue reading Somehow, I don’t know
eclipses often make me think how often have I stood on the brink of life and death and spaces in between… just that syzygies know what is happening Do they? https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/07/04/weekend-writing-prompt-164-syzygy/
past impressions help me read between the lines behind amiable expressions gauge devious thoughts in the suave speaker’s mind I often wonder if I would be smart or foolish to believe once again just for my own gain dump the fraudster once I’m done I don’t know if he has changed in the interim phase … Continue reading Unwelcome thoughts
it grew dark when she returned empty-handed gallivanting thru’ mind alleys in search of lost pleasures empty-handed from places which once resounded with gleeful sounds in search of lost pleasures it grew dark when she returned with echoes of the past labelled depression or Schizophrenia or… https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/06/20/weekend-writing-prompt-162-gallivant/
“Obduracy is the first sign of insanity. The schizophrenic actually believes that whatever he sees and narrates is happening. What we call hallucinations are very real to him, and it impacts his body systems.” She is no longer in the classroom. Scenes of the physical and verbal scuffles between her parents float before her eyes. … Continue reading Insane vibes
kaleidoscopic instincts pull in different directions roulettes keep rolling till the needle stops at something called Destiny stories rewritten Life goes on …. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/06/06/weekend-writing-prompt-160-kaleidoscope/
“I want to live in your hearts. I know that I live in your hearts…” rattled on the young and pretty life coach, with a lovely smile. Well, ‘rattled’ may not be grammatically correct here, but I know where her intrepid advances are taking her. Success needs traits other than professional skills. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/05/30/weekend-writing-prompt-159-intrepid/
“I don’t know when the shower of blessings changed to a downpour of responsibilities. And I could never get my head out of it. I’m going to miss work terribly.” Tears rolled own the cheeks of the CMO, as she concluded her farewell speech. She’d retired from the services of the hospital today. “You are … Continue reading Downpour
Opportunity flew by. I let it go Only my dulled senses and fading sensibilities can be blamed.. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/05/16/weekend-writing-prompt-157-fade/
Home is bliss, and will always be. But the starkness outside seems to destabilize mind-sets. The air I breathe for sustenance, water I consume, vegetation and meat I need for survival, all comes from out there. The house was furnished with great care to make it a comfy, soul-satisfying refuge, but the soul now wants … Continue reading Particles of Infinity
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