I tried a combo of Prose and Poetry here. In the vast expanse of cosmic time, where galaxies dance, and stars chime, I ponder the sublime birth of existence and ask: How did it all begin this rhyme? Was it a single atom, primordial and small, a cosmic seed awaiting its grand call? Did gravity … Continue reading Origins of the Universe: A Cosmic Inquiry
let’s talk about stories untoldthat no one has painted uponwith love, hate or uncalled scornthrough facts, let the plot unfoldlet’s talk about stories untold a devotee sings virtues in the mornabout things that are not the normyet falls into predictable mouldslet’s talk about stories untold a character – misunderstood, tornwants to be rewritten and rebornbut … Continue reading Stories Untold – a Ballata
Welcome back! Today, I decided to go with the flow when choosing a theme. The first thing I encountered in the morning was a post showing portraits made from leaves and flowers by Japanese Artist Raku Inoue. I reproduce two as samples below. Then, I read this beautiful quote by Patti Smith Life is at … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #340
beaming smile intacttaming myriad greys, bluesnot letting clouds rainit takes more than you fathomholding tears from spilling beans Reena's Xploration Challenge #339
The wounds we bear often stem from self-inflicted pain. I watched others sprint through the corridors of success while I remained a passive bystander. Excuses about not finding the right platform are clichéd. I never sought a godfather’s help, unwilling to accept anyone as divine. But in those perilous corridors, protection requires an army—one I … Continue reading Self-flagellation
it won’t take long to walk awaybut stubborn scars refuse to heal Peace – I beg, borrow or stealDark emotions enter the fray but stubborn scars refuse to healit won’t take long to walk away W3 Prompt #117
I watch unfinished horsesin the painting gloatas the artist strugglesto decidewhich way should they face these powerful creaturesdrive the Sun Godand warriors on battlefieldsbut are deemed to promote discordif they choose different directionson a canvasnot the ground they trample their feet trapped in shoesuncomfortablewonderhow the same shoebecomes a symbol of good luck when a horse … Continue reading Horse-ache
clear skies beckonblue umbrellas shieldplanets from God’s wrath clouds hold potential-await their seasonto mislead windsdrench the Earthwith retained agony,-reassureremnants of iciclesthey’ll reign again a swallow singsAloneit cannot make a summerbut declare hope Quadrille #204
It took me a lifetime to realize I don’t need to have opinions on everything. The thought struck like lightning, when I was held against the wall by judgments others inflicted on me. I watched the timber of my life disintegrate in a flash. Nevertheless, I built a bench of experience, which may serve as … Continue reading A Soul Reminisces
Hope stalksfear and actionno fog is permanentsays light permeating through sightAssert! WDYS #246
