Life finds its reposewhere shadows play,A well of serene momentsconspiratorially hidden away.Its secretive waters change coloursships riding the waves sway Belief, like a fearless adventurer,ascends a spiral stair to the skies,taking the heart where the mind fearsFaith unfurls its wings and dares to rise.Atop the tower, whispers weave a spell,A fabric of hope, where stars … Continue reading The Well of Existence
Grief isinability to accept change Pain issuppressed protest the world is in a state of transitthere are no ends and beginnings what I grieve mostthe end of a dream what I resent mostusurpation of future Whatever comes again has changed.cycles are rationalisations I assume continuitythat is where I fail I want to control the future.Forecasts … Continue reading Grief is ….
chromosomepre-coded softwarebecomescomplex humanityhuman complexity particlescompressed, furnacedbecomebuilding blocksblocked buildings electronsforever movingdrivenuclear warfarewars in the nucleiof so-called civilization alphabetscreators of languageconnect, rearrangedefine, interprethuman thought What Do You See #247
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
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Welcome back! PROMPT #339 The prompt for this week is Hydra-headed If you wish, you can use the following image to inspire you. 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. We will not include any post that … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #339
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