music and dancepeople in a trancedirected frenzyin the name of Godseeps into bloodstreamsthreatens DNA disruptionto acquire permanence action of massesbecomes the vehicle of changenobody questionsif change is neededand if yes,to benefit whom? Gods refuse to questionwhy are they invokedat a specified time-but take noteof exalted powergifted by the powerful-pleased like punchthey retreat to hibernate Weekend … Continue reading Mob frenzy
Abandoned seeds grow into lush gardens, while I count the rocks on other paths, where milestones are vibrant but do not carry my name. I keep running incessantly in the hope of being first on the horizon. Pathways that miss the soles of my feet play host to temples that consecrate all that I wanted … Continue reading Desire and Destiny
arrow signson a time machinegive me a choiceenter past, future oranother unknownundefined dimension Not sure if the arrowheadswant to guideor pierce free willNot sure if they willhit me in flightI go undergroundand find me Weekend Writing Prompt
“Size does not make you superior”, sneered the window. “You give a very limited view. I give people an opportunity to walk in and out and discover things for themselves.” The door retorted. “Only if the property owner allows.” “Both of us are controlled.” “Then why are we arguing? We extend vision, and are indispensable.” … Continue reading Doors and windows
-unreachable bottom-undulating waves-constructed thoughtscrashing on a worldmade by someone else-oceanic depthsof human mindsconsume life Weekend Writing Prompt #342
I don’t like listening to remixes of songs. I feel as if dissonance is imposed on the original, sweet, harmonious rhythm. But what about someone who has never heard the original, and needs fast music on the dance floor? It is tailor-made to suit their requirement. This is how progress happens – break the old … Continue reading Progress
“Aren’t you the one who accused an innocent?” The guy looked stunned. He had come to engage the famed lawyer for his daughter’s divorce case. “Oh, you did it to so many people that you don’t remember?” He scanned the lined face of the septuagenarian. She was still beautiful, and the wobbly knees had not … Continue reading Remember
plateful of flavourswardrobe full of chiceyeful of dreamy sleeppaw-ful of lovethe most beautiful place on earth a cottage full of happinessa swing full of reachlet me touch the sky againlet blessings set up streamsthrough the roof into my heart Sammi asks us to write a piece of 47 words with the word 'cottage' in it. … Continue reading Bliss
A corpse demanding compliance from others must be a horrifying sight. I’d call it macabre when the corpse is someone’s self-esteem. What you see in the world is autocracy – a resentful person’s revenge on the world. Weekend Writing Prompt #338
technology gives scope to manipulatethe old scribe on the square ruminatesswears by his transparency and ethicsnever did a document go amiss the old scribe on the square ruminateshe was the one trusted by Kingsnever did a document go amissthe scribe put in his best copying he was the one trusted by Kingshis fractured arm was … Continue reading Work Ethic
