Thursday Thrum( a haiku)

I was sitting alone in dark wondering, contemplating the ifs and buts of life and came up with this title to pen what I feel just now. It's a rainy day and it is pouring in all its glory. I closed my eyes to just absorb the sounds of rain,the noisy pitter-patter,the tiny drops burbling… Continue reading Thursday Thrum( a haiku)

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 5, 2021

This Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “yarn." The murals told the tales of distant past long gone weaving yarns of glorious battles on dark lichened stone. Men then fought and killed each other. All glory laid to dust. The myriad figures stand alone. But the story has not changed. Men still keep… Continue reading The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 5, 2021

#Writephoto- Beach

Alone on a white starched sheet, intravenous tubes dripping some dewy portions into me, a ventilator infusing the life into me and a beep to show that I was alive. I have been here in this comatose state for many days. I hear blurred voices and masked faces flitting by. I yearn for a soft… Continue reading #Writephoto- Beach

#Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 228, #Poet’sChoice

Image from I have written an Andaree,a syllabic form created by Andrea Dietrich writing on PoetrySoup in Feb, 2015 It is syllabic, with lines of 11/9/7/5/3/1/3/5/7/9/11 Rhyme Scheme: Aabbcbc bbaA It requires a Refrain: Line 1 is repeated as Line 11. Generally displayed centered Hope Blossoms Via : Tanka Tuesday

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 59: (CHEEK) in the D rhyme line.

Life can be as bright as sunbeams, Or a downpour of emotions, Drowning you in sorrow's ocean, As it gives wings to your dear dreams, Weaving a tale on life's long reams, Learning to how to be buoyant, As life 's whirl turns flamboyant, Salty tears cascading down your cheeks Dewy pearls of pain softly… Continue reading Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 59: (CHEEK) in the D rhyme line.


Steps – Image by Jemima Pett Walking on the roads of life, Meandering through its mundane alleys, Transgressions aside, Myriad paths circambulate, To meet at the steps of time. I stand at the crossroads, For I know not which path to take, I sweep the panorama, Gaping at what has gone by, As flashes of… Continue reading #WritePhoto-Steps