inverted goblets are mysteriousholding secrets or just a vacuumawaiting their turnto be filled up with a golden dawnlighting up lazy mindsdrawing them in conversationswillingly or unwillingly her sad but beautiful eyesreflect the emptiness of gobletsas she defies all attemptsto start a conversationshe fiddles with the stembut makes no effort tooverturn the glasslest secrets spillinto not-so-discreet … Continue reading Unknown
In the heart of the nation’s nerve centre, where shadows whispered secrets and corridors held echoes of classified discussions, a single USB drive changed everything. Brigadier Aryan stumbled upon a confidential file that could ignite wars or dismantle alliances. His trembling fingers inserted the drive into his laptop. The screen flickered, revealing encrypted codes, satellite … Continue reading The Leak
In a lavish lounge adorned with gilded mirrors and crystal chandeliers, two peahens perched on high stools engaged in an animated conversation. Elara, her silvery feathers shimmering under the soft glow, leaned in, her eyes wide with curiosity. “Selene,” she whispered, “what do you think of this opulence? It’s unlike anything we’ve seen in our … Continue reading Two Peahens in a Lavish Lounge
Green clover fields bloom,Leprechauns dance with delight,Luck in the spring air,Parades march on, hearts unite,Hope and renewal ignite. Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt
What’s in a name? Everything. It’s my identity. It is how people know me. I revisit the above thought process whenever I’m unable to recall a person's name. The memory of the face and expressions and how that person made me feel is vivid. We assimilate the world in images, not in words. I’m happy … Continue reading Fuzzy places
Why did I grow up without companions? Minionsin a world which slots you whoby the company you keep weepand I couldn’t accept their ways daze there were no influencers mincersor role models to tell me how nowI grew up well with myself shelfI’m not Narcissus, nor his sorrow callowJust authentic tickJust myself pelfAnd this is … Continue reading Just how I’d like to be
Welcome to the International Women's Week! PROMPT #321 We have an image prompt this week. Well, it's a gallery, not a single image 🙂 The format of the piece is not restricted, and there is no last date either unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. Any post that is found to … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #321
It has been ages since you released abridged versions of yourself, to gain approval – an approval that did not help you in any way. They eulogized and encouraged you to go further, to project themselves in a positive light. Mind it, your virtues were being extolled for the sacrifices you made. Your potential was … Continue reading Where is She?
Sania’s indignation is visible more in her red eyes and tight fists, rather than in her broken words, “I did not expect this from you.” “You expected me to keep giving without taking care of my own needs first,” Anju’s response is cold. “For years, I gave in to the wishes of the family, and … Continue reading Whose game is it?
Ahh! SolitudeWhat would I be without you?a raving, ranting machinetired of lifeexhausted from chores you make me what I amwith space to reflect and refinemindset, approach and attitudeleisure is not what I needIt’s you … solitude Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - Solitude
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