pausein thoughtsilence rulesall chaos undone;Chase it again for momentumDiscomfort with mental stillness makes the world go round Sunday Confessionals - On the Curve of the Golden Ratio
What makes the world go round
The Shadow
Why did I take so long to realise that the entity, a metaphorical representation of my inner struggles and fears, guiding and driving me through the convoluted paths was only a shadow? I presumed it was real and knew a lot more than me. It's a revelation that what I thought was real and knowledgeable … Continue reading The Shadow
Reena’s Xploration Challenge#362
Welcome back! PROMPT #362 I found some striking photographs that won the Best Abstract Photos for 2024. Here are three of those. You may choose anyone to base your piece on. If you prefer more than one, write separate pieces and blogs on each so that the uniqueness of the theme is retained. Please don’t … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge#362
The Body Machine
Somebody rushes in with a form to be filled as my mother’s body is wheeled into a mortuary, “What was the cause of death?” I am quick to respond, “Organ failure.” Having heard countless harrowing tales of organ trade and the exploitation of the deceased for financial gain, the issue hits close to home. The … Continue reading The Body Machine
AI Art
I generated a few AI images on the prompt theme. Original couplet naqsh faryaadii hai kis kii shoKHii-i tahriir kaakaaGhazii hai pairahan har paikar-e tasviir kaa Translation by Anisur Rehman Whose crafty creation am I; the image implores –Every image stands enrobed – but in paper robes RXC #361
Battling Life
life played in marginswhile I scripted the futurebittersweet battles W3 Prompt #141 Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Underground
The soil spread the message for survival, “Only those who follow the rules of the game will survive.” A fear psychosis grips some as they struggle to find the colour of their roots. Attired in different shades of light, some trees know it’s only an illusion for powers that be that they are on the … Continue reading Underground
Burning Haibun
I hear the whispers from a moonlit terrace party but cannot fathom what they are discussing. Young and old all dance the night out to welcome the New Year. I change the calendar but do not foresee changed schedules and a hidden agenda. They have imposed new rules, but everyone is silent about the lurking … Continue reading Burning Haibun
Unmerged
I admire the fluidity of your shape, angles of your existence and myriad nuances of your beauty. It happened only when we stood apart- unmerged from each other. Weekend Writing Prompt #397
A step forward
seamless sky beckonsfrozen demons obstruct flightI release the past What Do You See
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