restrained power ofa framed mountain on the wallwatches silentlyliquid reflections of homes-the brink of dissolution What Do You See #285
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restrained power ofa framed mountain on the wallwatches silentlyliquid reflections of homes-the brink of dissolution What Do You See #285
congealed stains on sheetsconceal words I bleed all night I struggle to liquefy the mass,reach the same creative statebetween consciousness and blissas an alternative to light Neither can I beat darknessnor wash the sheetslest I lose unwritten poems Quadrille #222
Seeds - buried or sownExhibit great resilienceEarn a bright futureDemure visage discardedSprout into lush greenery Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
The hesitation between the lines, the unspoken "unless," shapes the world.It’s a cautionary tale, a subtle retreat,The fine print beneath life's offers.A whisper wrapped in politenessA dagger gloved in silk.How often have I heard the words..But… you are a poor cultural fit Friday Faithfuls
the tree with a thorny, black fruit looms largeand it was only yesterday she sowed the seedher backyard is a botanical labwhere she plants good and evil Evilgrows at a faster paceas it finds a footholdin neural pathways of brainsand keeps repeating itselfin loops and more loopsin circular narrativeswhere every thoughthits the same boundaryand bounces … Continue reading Caricatures
Welcome back! The poignant image sparked a lot of softness for the young girl in last week's prompt. It was great to read the awesome contributions. Suzette B packed a punch in three lines titled "Lace". What is and what was— Duality’s chantilly lace embroiders the soul PROMPT #377 Using book titles as a prompt … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #377
When the soul’s lease agreement with the body nears its expiry date, I see the irrelevance of other contracts. Duality has never been so transparent and evident as in the almost posthumous messages invading my fading consciousness. The internet enthuses me as a carefully orchestrated image stares back at me. Mirror it is not, as … Continue reading Navigating the Unknown
UNESCO declares Kozhikode (erstwhile Calicut) in Kerala, India, as a literary city. The city commemorates its writers by installing their busts on public squares. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ the essence of a writercompressed into stonesaved for posterityHail the City of Literaturea cultural situation I wonder how the travelogue writerJohn Gunther of Indiaprocesses facts in stoneI can sense his … Continue reading Kozhikode – the City of Literature
It is a place where relationships lived, revived or died with conversations. Connectedness was the keyword. Plants in the same space are watered regularly, but are starved of oxygen. What kind of oxygen are you referring to? I remember how I felt renewed and invigorated after hearing your voice. Texts do not have the same … Continue reading Enablers
sultrytropical climessummer knocks window panesair conditioners whirringcool rooms Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge