disruptivesignals from withinconscious brainsunaware-subliminal origins-unexplained instincts Reena's Xploration Challenge #327
Unaware
disruptivesignals from withinconscious brainsunaware-subliminal origins-unexplained instincts Reena's Xploration Challenge #327
A quote by Sir Winston Churchill sends me scurrying around for more information, “The gin and tonic has saved more Englishmen's lives and minds than all the doctors in the Empire.” It turns out tonic is quinine-flavoured soda, the bitterness is balanced by sugar, and it became a popular, delicious drink with a dash of … Continue reading Gin and Tonic
Fallen leaves belie the truth of stories etched on tree trunks. Spring does not restore the glory of those who fall. Renewal is an illusion, a fallacy of nature that fails to grant permanence to anything other than the soul. A soul feels, records and then departs. It occupies another body with no memory of … Continue reading Imperfect
a solar bombwrapped in cloudseclipsed at timesretains its shinelaughs at storieswith silent whines gauges, parametersinadequateto measure profundityof seeminglyundepleted energyfor centuriesor more is it falling apartwill it give way-finallyto dark ageswith man-madelight bombs? humanitywill facilitatelack of uniformityor predictability-someone’s follyanother’s blessing uneven structuresmanufacturedto preserve the fog-clarityis not everyone’selixir of life W3 PROMPT #104
I’m too bright to wear rose-tinted glassesI keep my vision clearbut wearing flowers around my eyessoftens the viewDid you say I’m the uncrowned queen?you need to tone up your visionHow could you miss the crownI’m born with?the crown that makes youlove or hate me Poetics
News channels captureStormy April showers indry, arid landscapescloud-seeding, or just nature'sunprecedented bounty Tanka Tuesday
Archaeologists will not stop digging into history. They’ve been trained to unearth stories that are no longer relevant. On second thoughts, we weave relevance into a story aligned to our instincts and expectations. Is there something I’d like to leave behind that will compel the future to think about me, maybe without knowing my name? … Continue reading Transformatory
sunlightilluminatespotential to coveruntouched ground; mind smiles silentlywatch mecover more than you dare to reachthe world is my oysterutilize mypower What Do You See
There was no way he was doing it. And that was that… Unless, of course, one of them relented to keep peace. Then, they nursed the resentment to bring it up later at inopportune moments. It is an unending loop till death or divorce pulls them apart. Story Starter - Saturday Mix
the stench of rotten memoriesmakes breathing difficultstuff well past its expiry datenurtured in empty potsdevoid of fertile soil,light and waterto fill up vacant hours,minds and heartsscreams loud. idle minds are devil’s workshopsis an adageoutworn, outdated-idleness devours happinessit consumes humanityif it ignores the purposeof existence-to march ahead-to discover lifeafresh, anew Weekend Writing Prompt #360