Just You

It's your day, The chimes strike the notes you wish, Each moment your own. All this while, You have been trudging by, Doing what been told. A cataclysm, One morning, And you woke up from that reverie. You shook up the cobwebs, Opened the mind's windows, As sunny warmth fragrant, And vernal gush, It thawed… Continue reading Just You

A bubble – a haiku

She floated through storms, In iridescent bubble, But unscathed she shone.

It just flows

When that cauldron overflows, Surging, The vent bursts open, Spewing out the simmering lava, Burning with its latent heat, Stoked over years. It just flows, Overwhelming, Consuming, Reckless of what comes on its way. It wants to break free, The volcanic dam unshackled. It just flows, Meandering down unknown slopes. It does not know, What… Continue reading It just flows

Twittering Tales # 111 – 19 November 2018

She looked deep inside the well of her mind,the cobblered walls weathered by the turns of life. All she could see was an endless dark abyss. And then she spied a shadowed halo of light encircling the dark arid well. And she smiled undaunted. (261 characters) Via : https://katmyrman.com/2018/11/20/twittering-tales-111-19-november-2018/

RonovanWrites#Weekly#Haiku#Poetry Prompt#Challenge#228 Future&Hope

Hoping against hope, Fighting her life's stormy tides, She anchored future.

As I fast… A haiku

A fuzzy mind swoons, But not a morsel of food, Still a serene smile.

The hash-tag-#( a double haiku)

The hash-tag lava Spurted out that was hushed up, A torrid deluge. Making voices heard, As the heavy boulders fall, In their own craters.

Manifesto-Word of the Day Challenge ( a cinquain)

A plan, Woven on dreams, A life manifesto, It was against the protocol, Now gone. Via: https://wp.me/p4fJkz-vz

RonovanWrites#Weekly#Haiku#Poetry Prompt#Challenge#220 He&She

A conundrum vast, He and she a paradox, But one heart and soul. Via : https://ronovanwrites.com/2018/09/24/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-220-heshe/

If tomorrow will come

As I stand at the cusp, I pause and think. What had gone by, Its kaleidoscope whirred in mind's eye. Those buried dreams,those inane desires, Those silly joys, Long gone and dead, Now get a whiff of life, Make tarried movements, As they rouse from their hoary slumber. I reminisce our camaraderie, How we wove… Continue reading If tomorrow will come