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
Hi, Sadje Here's a slightly different take in response to WDYS #332 Tu is jahaan se jaane laga haiKahin andhera sa chhaane laga hai Aana hoga lautkar tujhe kal savereDuniya mein kitne hain tere basere Ek din hum bhi tere saath chalengeKisse-kahaniyan milkar likhenge Dekhen ki din ke rang badalte hain kyaYudhh ke baadal chhantte … Continue reading Darkness unfurls
Seasons span decades on Planet Uranus, maybe because of the axial tilt. The planet is known for its eccentric and quirky nature. I wonder if the Universe sees humanity in the same way. Nobody really knows why they act the way they do. Our world has seasons of creativity, technology, hatred, war and peace. In … Continue reading Uranian Instincts
Welcome back! PROMPT #421 Yesterday, I met a neighbor who spoke about being fleeced by a vet, and how our love for our beloved pets is commercially exploited. It set me thinking about how we are being fleeced every moment - of our beliefs, our trust, our wealth of all kinds. We are not sure … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #421
I feel dwarfed by the opulence of art. I watch the ceiling float away as the artist’s conceptualisation and expression rise into the sky, and place them next to the Creator. They are fractals of God. The power packed in minuscule forms makes me strike off the “small” words from my lexicon. Nothing in the … Continue reading Dwarfed
A bird’s eye view shrinks me,makes injustice seem both vast and small.Where does my strength come from?this fragile confidence to speak,to complain, to resist, to believe? I tweet injustice loudstrength rising from pixels,confidence winged,complaints flying,beliefs viral. Quadrille - Bird is the word
taste of bloodunaccustomed tonguecenturiesof silencethreaten to burst through a swordGoddess Durga strikes W3 Prompt #202
The blood-stained rocky terrain, often blamed for cutting bare, unprotected feet, wonders why those who chose paths both unusual and alluring were not prepared to face the sharpness of accumulated pain. The rocks hold so much character, each atom carrying memories of bygone eras, hard lessons etched into their grain. They know they will stand … Continue reading The Blood-stained Rocky Terrain
Welcome to a creative retreat, while the skies burn with firepower and spring is in the air. PROMPT #420 I came across a personification quote. “An optimist is the human personification of spring.”– Susan J. Bissonette I quite liked it, so I generated a few more with the help of AI. “Hope is the sunrise … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #420
The flame shivered as Hope turned round the corner. It’s not easy being a beacon of light against a rapidly darkening sky. Screenshot Oil supplies will be affected, says the news channel, but another superpower will help us. I’ve lost faith in superpowers. They hold power, but they are not Gods. The over-arching super-intelligence is … Continue reading Beacon of Light
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