Down, down, down

Down, down, down…Will I stumble upon a dreamscape,an Atlantis imagined by Ayn Rand,or descend into the deepest hellI reserve for my enemies? I land on a portal—SecondLife.com—a world once banned for tearing bonds apart.Here, estates are bought with clicks,avatars parade in haute couture,and strangers weave fragile tiesin pixelated masquerades. But is such an invention neededwhen … Continue reading Down, down, down

Privilege of Surrender

“You are lucky to get an opportunity to serve God’s representative”, howled the rapacious animal. The jungle bowed in obeisance and offered him food and a cave. They set fire to the cave and called it an act of God. The privilege of surrender was his. Weekend Writing Prompt #467

Mindless Yes

The first time is always special—and yet, you don’t know it, you don’t feel it in your bones.It slips in, innocuous,that “Yes” you uttered for peace, for decorum… and you begin to fall into oblivion,where your only voice is the echo of that Yes. A warning rises: “They are out for you. Stand together, for … Continue reading Mindless Yes

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #429

Welcome back! PROMPT #429 The genre chosen for this week is FANTASY. Situation: You are doom-scrolling late in the night, and you reach somewhere you'd never expected to be. There is no restriction on the length of the piece. There is no last date unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. We … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #429

The End of Analytical Thought

When two fundamentalist powers fight, blame each other for the same crime, who will you support? The side that supports my interest. You have been indoctrinated about your interest and that you need protection; actually you don’t. The voice wavered for a moment, “But yet, I can foresee who will rule the future.” And that, … Continue reading The End of Analytical Thought

Illusions

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She almost falls asleep to that soothing voice in meditation videos. Focus on what’s happening in your body. Imagine a golden light surrounding you as you rise above. Centre your consciousness on that white dot in your head. If this doesn’t help, what is the secret of peace? Choose your blinds carefully. The picture outside … Continue reading Illusions

Tangled World

The tangled world belowmakes them restlessNo surrender plansYet clouds drift on white wingsacross a clear blue sky,releasing turbulence. They rain on an unsuspecting, parched Earth. Unseasonal rains, or artificial rains,in pursuit of something other than Peace,distort predictions,fracture farmers’ income. And somewhere,behind the curtain of weather,a hand unseen rewrites the scriptnot of rain, but of fate. … Continue reading Tangled World

Resilience – A Seox

morning sunmakes a surprised appearancestifled sighs of the nightchirping on branchesinspire hope withnew address Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #63

Familiarity

familiarity breedslike fat blooms on rancid chocolateA bite feels like a risk-that can spark warswith rumbling soundscausing a churnnever fully understoodyet feared-or pacify addiction relationshipsneither cosy nor repulsivehands pulled awaythen heldfor photo-ops Quadrille Monday at dVerse

Someone Somewhere

Someone is watching us. Stop hallucinating. Infighting creates a bigger problem for us than external forces. We are humanoids and were designed to be above human weaknesses. We are also endowed with higher perception powers than humans, and an alarm bell is ringing somewhere inside me. A Mechanical hand extended itself and hit the pause … Continue reading Someone Somewhere