comeagainwherelove wasbetween us-sacredpureuntouchedunselfishmutual strengthwordlesslywe dweltinmomentsof silenceyou leftusalone,Love W3 Prompt #158
Come again
Un-knotting stories
On a stage lit in neon, drowning in kaleidoscopic noise, Samaira found solace in her mother’s artwork.She had discovered woven elegance in her attic, uncovered forgotten stories from an era long past. Each design held depth, contrasting with the fleeting scroll of social feeds. Knotted deliberately, some stories did not give in to untangling and … Continue reading Un-knotting stories
Implosions
hats and veils fleeunable to concealred-hot authenticitybuzzing brainscrowd runwaysready to fly transmute mouldsinto flying gearHold judgmentwatch magic unfoldyour world’s set to changeby a yet unseen range talent blooms fromlong-suppressed rageindividuality is finallycoming of age Poetics - In other Words Image Credit: Georgia O’Keeffe, Three Women (1918), watercolour and graphite on paper, Georgia O’Keeffe Museum, gift of Gerald … Continue reading Implosions
Jus saying
‘Jus saying’…opinions are not innocentloaded with preconceived notionsinherent likes and dislikesthey weave a tangled web of untruthspeople believewhat they want to believeand discard the restherd instincts take overto do the rest-blow up sane minds Quadrille #223
Kinda Sorta
Life’s kinda sorta normal.Till I ignore the spiders beneath coversI don’t like them crawling on my skinI can’t focus on anything else then… I call pest control; they do a good jobThe stench fills my nostrils for a weekI open the windows,but there’s smoke from a fire outsideyou can’t trust anyone these daysthey generate smoke … Continue reading Kinda Sorta
Black Monsters
28th January, 2005, was the day I felt hurt and ignored. 12th June, 2007 ……… She wondered if she was talking to a human being or a talking calendar of events—events she could not remember or relate to, but had trapped his weak mind in repetitive cycles. Sahil kept talking in loops and failed to … Continue reading Black Monsters
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #379
Welcome back! PROMPT #379 Mangus Khan shared T.S. Eliot's Cold, Snobby Guide to Poetry in response to last week's prompt. I'm enticed by the following lines. Kill Your Ego, Save the Poem Now for Eliot’s hottest take: great poetry isn’t about you. It’s not your diary entry. It’s not your breakup in verse. The poet should … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #379
Lamp and Genie
The lamp stays aflame, waiting for the genieCome claim its freedomThe lamp is tired,watching the genie frolic around-multiple masters, numerous assignments-lot of adventure, a grateful clientele. I’ve borne you for 5000 yearsattracted innocents to accidental rubsbecoming Masters of their Fate While I remain sedate, cold or hotMiracle I am, Angel you are notI respect the … Continue reading Lamp and Genie
Cheer
I miss Mom more than ever as I walk through Sakura-laden sidewalks. The extended cherry blossom season has brought in a fresh wave of tourists, and visitors in outfits from different countries liven up the landscape further. I stopped to see a girl child in a wheelchair. Her expression sharply contrasted with her mother’s morose … Continue reading Cheer
Genetic
Will she turn back and look?I wonder, standing on the balcony.But she doesn’t…. yet another dayshe hasn’t spoken to me. Her impudence is annoying.Yet I love her more than myselfMy daughter reminds me so muchof my youth Weekend Writing Prompt
Creative Experiments and More 