I have attempted s senyru in short - long - short version Dewy eyes shimmer- to shield. She laughed merrily as tears fell from dewy eyes- humour her best shield. Eyes laugh loud washed with salty tears- shine and shield.
A year ago this day,the world changed! Marking the anniversary of the 2020 Lockdown! And another one on the anvil! Strange world, Unknown, A fearful silence, No honks blared, No loud sounds echoed, Pulsating life, Suddenly stilled. An apocalypse, A ravaging trail, Beating Man in its own speed game, Unfathomable, Invincible, Eerily enigmatic, A distraught… Continue reading A strange world
A city wide, Teeming with souls, But a void in heart, Living in tiny holes, Cramped in thought, Suppressed in emotions, Arid in love, A mindless vacuum. Anonymous faces, Masked, A neighbor unknown, Living for itself, The selfless spirit now deceased, Shallow bonds, Hollow ties, A world of lies! Via : https://lindaghill.com/2021/01/14/jusjojan-prompt-the-14th-neighbor/
Searching, Delving deep, I find, Nothing but a void. Empty spaces, Meaningless chiasm, A null microcosm. False visages, Flashy images, That show what they mean not. Not to be trusted, Eyes veiled, Soul masked, Thoughts hidden, Truth nowhere, And no more. As I lament, For the days of yore, When you knew them, Utmost to… Continue reading Now no more
A dark haze, Clouds of vicious smoke, Spiralling, Waltzing to an ominous tango, Clawing its fangs deep down, Scavenging into a tormented soul. The mystic soul, Lost, Bewildered, Hurt, It wails. Seeking solace, Searching for a beacon bright, That would lighten up , Those dreary paths. Fallen into a dark abyss, It trudges along wearily,… Continue reading A Haze
"Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “welcome.” Use it any way you’d like." I have written a Shadorma on our life nowadays. Men in fear, A trail of anguish, Life locked up, A standstill, Nature welcomes the reprieve, It rejunevates. . Via: https://lindaghill.com/2020/03/20/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-21-2020/
As the cannons roared, Balls of fire, Streaking the dark skies, Tainting my soil red. I wonder, Where the love went? I yearn for those days, When vernal bloom, Thawed the icy facades. When warmth seeped, Infusing life into cloistered cages. A playful gambol, A fragrant melody, It reverberated the land. And now! An eerie… Continue reading Where
I have written Tanka and my synonyms for Comfort and Worn are Happiness and Jaded Life Mesmerising A plethora of choices Jaded souls spellbound Happiness shrouded in grey Souls surf in a deep hushed lull. Via: https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/03/10/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-168-synonymsonly/
A slumber, Her Time now stood still, Dreams all doused. Untold fears, Dark shadows inside, Mirth shaded, Her salty tears danced, A laugh lost.
This week we can chose our own theme and I have written a Gogyohka. My theme is Diminishing Hopes. With the Corona Virus wreathing havoc, mind is gloomy. We plan with all our energies and all goes astray in one stroke. May we get rid of this disease soon! Evanescent are dreams, With a sad… Continue reading Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 167, #Poet’sChoice