treacherous images hauntI feel the painof a knife in the backthough I’m not sureIf I’ve seen one I sanitize my handsafter every handshakeAvoid eye contactTo concealDeep-rooted hatred No love for monsters, I say… My friend texts back Hey, all I meant to say was that he’s an ace diplomatAnd can help you seal deals in … Continue reading Politico
I saw him gasp for breath every time he came out after having his head dunked in water. “Call the police. It’s an attempt to murder.” “Calm down. It’s a belief that one can wash sins by dipping in the holy river. It is a process of purification.” I look at the donut from Dunkin’s … Continue reading Respect
Welcome back! We have a word prompt this week. PROMPT #254 POLITICO There is no restriction on format of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. Any post that is found to be offensive, vulgar or something that hurts common sensibilities will not be … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #254
It’s not easy to forgive or forget, I saywe shared gossip over a cup of chai yesterdayCan you believe we pulled swords at anotherIn the same verandahI recall the horror ofblood flowing down the streetsnot knowing if it belongedto a Hindu or Mussalmanit was all so passionate redour friends lay deadwhile we packed up to … Continue reading Reconnecting
call it a picnic, partying in wildernessall set to boot, but where's my companion?Let me play music and sing a songSerenade her to come where I'm waiting all set to boot, but where's my companion?let me choose the lyrics carefully from my heartSerenade her to come where I'm waitingshe's sensitive - for an apology waiting … Continue reading A-waiting
strong legsfrustrated mindescapism wails - sittingon the fence is not the same astied hands Photo Challenge #437
once moreevil laughterhaunts me in waking hoursI sleep with planscelebrationsjust need to be perfectI swear I feeltightening gripson my busy lone wristsmask drops Tanka Tuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge Chosen Poetry form is Aquarian Invented by A. Maris MazzEach stanza has lines of 2/4/6/2 syllablesAny number of stanzas permitted.Unrhymed. (Multiple of 4 lines)
fun spots to loiterborrowed credit cards to swipecoffee for the soulwho says I am a wastrelI feel happy, I feel whole What Do You See
my head bursts with painat the end of a tetheris it indignation,weariness or disdain? I shut my doorsto negativityit constantly pourstesting sensitivity phones switched offSIM cards swappedWhy doesn’t the phone ring stopI’ve pressed all buttons… I spin with reverberationsof a past that staysvoices from other worldsdemons I can’t slaygames I can’t playrecitationsincantationsare of no use … Continue reading Voices from the past
gather your thoughts before you speaklest you are called a scatterbrain thoughts need to move towards a goalkeep it on track, direct the train don't let those cannons unnerve youopposite wills just try to reign calm and visible in dark lanes Weekend Writing Prompt #282
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