A resolute expression belies the frailty of her small frame. Lines etched deep on her face hold the key to untold stories. She remains an enigma to the village, after spending more than a year here. She prefers keeping to herself. The tightly shut doors crack a little, when she attacks a hooligan to protect … Continue reading Subject of a story
I paint a rainbow on the sky. The lighthouse waits for a ship to pass. The lighthouse keeper stopped coming, as advanced technology took over. I feel its loneliness, and the feeling of irrelevance in the absence of ships seeking guidance. I move the torchlight on the wooden benches. Where have all the people gone? … Continue reading Rainbow in the Sky
mapsinspiredirectionsdestinationschanging course to meetlife we have lost somewhereon passenger seats - aspireto drive with or without licenseyou don't need one - with only one life. The picture reminded me of another video on "A failure to Communicate". Sharing here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?reload=9&v=8Ox5LhIJSBE Written for What Do You See hosted by Sadje
when shadows come first, what do they saythey inspire solid structures which won't swayI need to know where the shadows come fromWhat is their past? What games do they play? they inspire solid structures which won't swayI want to touch that invisible latent forceWhat is their past? What games do they play?Where does the sun … Continue reading Shadow Play
sorting outuseful from wastepositive from negativedead from the livingfeels like such a choreDiscard everything in handlet it all go the graveyardeverything from days of yore Yes, you miss outon the pleasure and painof processingbut not processingis also a decision.You make a statementwhen you decideto accept, revisit or shun. Written for What Do You See and … Continue reading It’s a decision
The bin which carries discarded memories needs to be consigned to fire, and the ashes sent to a watery grave. Discards are not really discards till they cease to exist for you. Like Marie Kondo says, anything that does not give you joy needs to go. It takes away precious space from your sense of … Continue reading Set fire to the bin
Stop breath!It's the momentto be free of baggageand take-off in the stratosphereluck out What Do You See
drip by dripmanna from heavendrink quick lestyour mindsetmodifies divine intentlet fate play its game What Do You See
It's a treasure I found, and let me hide it somewhere. I’ll open it at leisure and extract toys to play with. Guess it should keep up the novelty for a week. And meanwhile, I need to keep the humans humoured. They have a bad habit to come looking for things. And how Mama shrieks… … Continue reading Treasure
Do you know?how your absence hurtnot seeingwhom I trust,what it meant to be away?Ma, don't go again... What Do You See?
