Thursday photo prompt: Secret #writephoto

The silver key, Etched sublime, By Life's fine hand, A custodian to Life's cache, That is weathered, Seasoned by Time's travails. Shielding her inner self, From the stormy tempests, And wailing gales, For it would not unlock the door, That opened into the caverns of her heart. It hid the dazzling beauty inside, It shaded… Continue reading Thursday photo prompt: Secret #writephoto

Life- story

A life, A story, You write some , Erase some. You wish to draw some, But gusts of stormy tempest, It blows the grains away. You look on. And you still draw, Small lines, Broken lines, Anonymous, Indistinct. Someday, Those lines would merge, An amalgam of all the broken ones, And a masterpiece borne. For… Continue reading Life- story

Play Of Time

You spend years of life, Years of life that go by, Years that you dreamt of, Years that you cherished with dreams of life. Years roll by, All in a silent cacophony, The nimble tread of time, You failed to hear it's chimes, It eavesdropped, It knew your secret desires. But the stealthy elf, It… Continue reading Play Of Time

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 7/2020

"Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “figure.” Use the word “figure” any way you’d like." She refused to give up her light, No storm could bring her to her knees, For she was not as brittle as stone. She was a figure of flesh and blood, As deep as the ocean, As… Continue reading The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 7/2020

Fly unbidden

When mind is in a state of suspended animation, Let your thoughts flow far and wide, Open the doors, Unlock the windows, See far and hear more. Let new imprints be drawn on the blank canvas, Let new decibels be recorded in the archives. A flurry of thoughts, A downpour of emotions, Leaves you confused.… Continue reading Fly unbidden

A Question

Doing the daily things, The hours go by. The days go by. The weeks go by. The months go by. The years go by. And then one day, I wake up from the stupefied slumber, Hair all tousselled, Eyes sleep puffed, And mind in inertia. I wake up, And ask myself aloud, A litany of… Continue reading A Question

Lives that will last

Our lives, They are linked across space and time, Connected by destiny, That echoes through the ages. Each life, A reflection of the last that you have lived, You may not go on forever, But your voices does. As time flies, It may become quiet, But is never forgotten, For, The truth that it carries,… Continue reading Lives that will last

A hope

She’s all the places That she wants to visit. She’s all the road trips That she wants to take. She’s all the words That she wants to write in her diary. She’s all the magical characters That lived in her favourite books. She’s filled to the brim That what makes her dream and hope. She… Continue reading A hope

Pink (a haiku)

The power of pink, A cynosure so brazen, Yet love radiates. A very Happy Women's Day to all of you. A salute to the Pink Brigade.