My box is made of glassbereft of oxygen at timesI see the world outsidedream of where I could have beenthen clean and maintainthe space I live inin a stupor-anger, regret, rebellionbrews insidemaking it hotrather than cosy I find slits near the lidIt’s not airtight after allMy spirit can still meet the worldand let them seewhat … Continue reading Container
I can hear a heartbeatin this astounding silencewith no colour, caste or creedBeing human is not an advantage any moreas long as a heart beatsand can connect with all that surrounds Maybe … I dare to hopeIt will show a sign of affinity for my presenceWe have journeys to undertakeWhy not together? The tiger in … Continue reading Stranded
It feels like an achievement today. Struck by insomnia, I’ve been staring at the night sky for ages. My unanswered questions keep bouncing back; not even a shade alters - as dead as the birthday blessings I received in childhood, holding visions of a bright future. I’m hearing this song for the first time: “Count … Continue reading Starry Skies
first cherry blossomssoft whispers of pink and whitespring's tender murmur fiddlehead ferns curlnature's green scrolls unfurlingin dawn's moist embrace twittering of birdsdawn's chorus greets the sunrisedaybreak's symphony 24 Seasons Poetry Challenge
April saw examination halls buzzing with tension An eerie silence tells me schedules have changed. There is a new class starting somewhere, only to break again for the summer vacay. It is time to pause. It is time to plan the future. It is time to break trends and take off at a tangent. April … Continue reading April
I locked the past and threw away the key. Some other people came looking for it to extend and exploit history. They reinvented me, but this version (past + imagined) has nothing to do with the real me. I look at the image in the mirror which is not mine. The key has again landed … Continue reading Fiction
greenssymbolsof life - yetvulnerablemortal magic playsout symphonies to lastas long as memory doeseach strand of grass or falling leafleaves a story to overwrite onbut never be replicated again Puzzle This - Saturday Mix
Cicadas measure time differently.they carry the weight of fableson gossamer wingsemerging from graveyardsto hum unheard songs Friday Faithfuls at MLMM
Raised to the power of something …. gives ideas of exponential growth. It is about reaching a place beyond what we imagined possible. The superscript gains credence with the limitations of our thought - just a character elevated to a place it was destined to be. I look at Instagram pictures of my friends in … Continue reading Superscript or subscript
Welcome back! PROMPT #325 I've picked up two lines from a cryptic poem to serve as a springboard in this week. The full poem can be found here. whilst searching for my sanity,I've become my own worst enemy. Cruel Compassion, Collaboration with the Silent One by Ink Empress You are free to use these lines … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #325
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