amnesia hitson awakeningyou willsee throughyour older versionshed worn out skin Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Volcano
She walked awaywithout casting a glanceat the shattered glass-ruins of potentialdestroyed by disrespect-her bleeding feetmoved with firm stepsaligned to her spine the silence of a volcanoreverberated through the corridorsShe stepped outjust before the eruption Quadrille at dVerse
The Message
We had almost given up. Then, I yelled to call the doctor, as I felt his fingers curl around my hand. Screenshot “He is moving.” The doctor and nurses surrounded the bed and started pumping life. “God helped us through you.” I thanked them with folded hands. “No,” We heard a feeble voice from the … Continue reading The Message
Fated
There was only way to counteract the missiles being fired by stupid earthlings – drop a spark from the Divine Flame on the monstrous decision-makers to disempower them. She crept into the cavern where the gods kept their flame, her hands trembling with both awe and hunger. The masquerade she wore was stitched from mortal … Continue reading Fated
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #422
Welcome to another week of changing seasons! PROMPT #422 We have a few quotes on the theme of Becoming to inspire you this week. Genius is becoming something you were all along - Dale Carnegie When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be - Lao Tzu We are all … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #422
When Patriarchy Becomes Misogyny
My bare skin feels it now,stripped of duty‑bound living—the transformation of othersfrom patriarchyto misogynybites. Ashamed of my blindness,I press shut eyesagainst piercing truth:a life squanderedin arid deserts. Yet even deserts hold horizons,and the wind carves paths unseen.From the grit of wasted yearsI rise—to seek water,to seek voice,to seek becoming. RXC #421
Not to escape the dark, but shine through it
It was a self-discovery coaching session, whensomeone said he was a pathand I was adamantthat I am a lighthouse. A decade laterdarkness holds me captiveand I wonder what I was thinking then… a sliver of color emerges from within-an arrow born of tearsand claims it can help peoplenot to flee the nightbut to walk through … Continue reading Not to escape the dark, but shine through it
With Consternation
It might take longer reaching there. The path is jagged and I need to yield to traffic from the other side. There are butterflies in my stomach as I navigate the roads skilfully, with one eye on the look out for a traffic cop. I am committed to attending the gang’s meeting at the other … Continue reading With Consternation
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You are gone, but yet live in mirrorsmocking my deemed identityWe never saw eye to eyebut your sharp words jump outfrom my defianceI did not wishto be youyet, Iam Tanka Tuesday Challenge no. 56 - A Mother's Nonet
There was No Alternative
We built a structure with great care where each brick represented us. It had space for all our sanity, freedom and nationalism. We called it democracy. Somehow, a section of the population was getting uncomfortable as there was no space for large thrones and executioners. Some people watched them out of curiosity and got hypnotized … Continue reading There was No Alternative
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