She sat in the chair, just staring off into space. She wondered if Neil could see her from his spaceship. Maybe he is out on a spacewalk. “It is not easy”, he had told her, “it takes a lot of practice to experience nothingness.” She rummaged inside to check what her feelings were like. Is … Continue reading Confronting the Real
I was asked to stay out -the attic contained spirits that destroy peacethey were best left locked in thereThe question I failed to ask-Whose peace would it destroy?-But I did my bestto be a guardian of peace “And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the … Continue reading Emergence
A knock on the doorWho could it be at this hour?a god not worshippedwalked out of the closed templea forgotten memorybidding a final goodbye Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
The ocean does not ask what vessel you bring. But the cup decides how much you receive. A smaller cup limits your abundance. The cup is not filled by volume, but by your vision. Your vision is the key that can unlock abundance. The ocean enters your life in the shape of your asking. Your … Continue reading Ocean in my cup
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“Walls have ears” is a saying she’d often heard. She was back in her grandfather’s crumbling mansion to check if the walls had memory. They had eavesdropped on and absorbed family secrets for decades. The portrait of her exquisitely beautiful great-grandmother fell as she came near it, revealing a hole behind. It was a path … Continue reading When Walls Speak
We celebrate three festivals in India today.I have dedicated one cinquain to each. TEACHER'S DAY Teacherpatient handsplanting minds with lighttruths bloom in silence, shaped by careThank you! ONAM - NEW YEAR IN KERALA the callof traditionmigrants remember rootsflowers, food and decorationsNew Year EID-E-MILAD recallof the Divinewhat did the Prophet saymessage of love and peace appliedtoday … Continue reading Festive Cinquains
I fell several timesand walked again -somehowpeople choose to remind meof my fall -I choose to runaway from themtowards lifetowards the future -all it takes to surviveis eliminatingnegativitypeople or ideasor both Poetics Tuesday: Life's lemons and lemonade
Welcome back! PROMPT #397 The theme this week is Compressing an Emotion in Few Words Write a piece—poem, microfiction, or even a single sentence—that captures a profound emotion using minimal language. The challenge is to evoke depth, resonance, and imagery with as few words as possible. You may choose one of the following emotional tones, … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #397
it takes lifetimesto cross the thresholdsof imposed values I move on the peripheryof concentric circlesgetting mired deeperin intricaciesof a strange cultureunknown, unacceptablewith a vice-like gripon breathing patterns it takes maelstromsto deplete the lungsof life-force I practice Pranayamto cleanse my existencetrapped in ritualsnot of my makinglong-limbed shadowsencircle every moveto exhale carbonspread darkness it takes an exorcistto … Continue reading Exorcism
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