Ridiculous hits me hardI dreamt of a friend feeding Biryanito Trump(horror of horrors)The friend’s son called me to complaineveryone forgot his birthday I’ll order a cake todaywith a topperscreamingNot for HimNot againNo more electionsKill the systemto restore ordera society, a nation and a worldinsanegagged by the majority I woke upmy dog snuggled against meI petted … Continue reading Descort – The Nightmare
Welcome back! PROMPT #446 Here are some quotes with a twist. Choose one or more to inspire your piece. We are all made of stardust, trying to remember the sky. Reality is a mirror polished by imagination. To know yourself is to meet a stranger everyday. There is no restriction on the length of the … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #446
He carries centuries in his chest,mountains of silence and scars.lava settles where poetry lived,fury seeps through cracked restraint. When he speaks,the world reinvents abuseWhen he screamsmusic beats a hasty retreat housed where the insane liveor imprisoned with criminal recordsan object of research for psychologistsfire remembers what oppression forgot. Poetics - Lyric Petrologies P.S. Adding two … Continue reading Mountains of the unknown
“Does he know the magnitude of the opportunity he has missed with his temper tantrum?” was the common refrain after he threw the laptop on his manager’s face. The fire was not just anger; it was history erupting, and when the eruption passed, he stood among the ruins, knowing the mountain inside him would never … Continue reading The Weak Human
She did not attend his rallies to boo him — that would have kept him at the center of her days. She did not write furious letters. She testified for eleven minutes, plainly, without theater. Then she drove home and did not look up the verdict. She simply closed the page.
violence dripping fromspeech, visualsmedia reportsvenomous wordsmental abuse-collects in poolsaround your feetobstructing movement you drag yourselflooking for a boatbut the boatman’s oarsare knives and swordsthe sky grows darkerthe clouds speak to youbut refuse to rain all that you see and senseis not a fraction ofthe violence within-unexpressed hatredbehind civilised masks-simmering resentmentin tears held back-awaiting revengeIn this … Continue reading Dark Thoughts
stand strong against gaslightinglet self-confidence not faderise tall, defy silencingsilent strength no lie can shade W3 Prompt #226
Welcome back! PROMPT #445 The theme for this week's creative endeavours is FICTION The format need not necessarily be fiction, though there is no bar on using the form. What constitutes fiction in the post-truth era? How thin or distinct are the lines between fact and fiction? Do the disclaimers that all characters are fictional … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #445
Glad to be here tonight. The Café’s owner has been pouring warmth into cups for many years now, while a tall, lanky man constructs elaborate word maps on the round table. The beautiful storyteller and accidental blogger with an adorable pet on her arm keeps everything together without much ado. Mimi hums like a secret … Continue reading Poetry Slam at Six Sentence Cafe & Bistro
blue horizons blesssurging crowds on public squaresoverarching skiesinfuse energy in bluescommonness rises beyondallusions and assumptions Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 79
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