Where

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

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The Fallen Petal

The luminescent hue, The luscious fragrance, The delicate Petal, Its silky gossamer, Allure imbued. The floral leaf, It stood proud. A symphony it was, As it twirled to the wind's note, The branches jamboreed in mirth. Buzzing bees cavorted, As dancing leaves jested at their prank, A playful gambol and love, I stood mesmerised, As… Continue reading The Fallen Petal

Ronovanwrites#Weekly#Haiku#Poetry Prompt#Challenge#238 Magic& Man

Magic is in air, As man made love is unsheathed, And peace rules the land. Via: https://ronovanwrites.com/

A solicit

Destiny, Now kind, Bountiful blessings, Showered, Manifold. Enamoured, Cosseted, I snuggle, In its warm embrace, The numb chill, Warmed in its eternal brace. The dark and dreary days, Now far-fetched, A hazy memory, Faintly imprinted in mind's caverns. As the tides turn, Sunny days lighten my world, A sheath of pristine joy, Cavalcades through my… Continue reading A solicit

A Spectacle

A golden orb. Against the canopy of pale blue, It's fiery ray fragmented, The giant monolith, Scattering it's aura, As if the dark shadows, They wanted to imbibe, The golden luminescence, Basking in golden glory. But the fiery orb, Not willing to share it's beauty, Stealthily moved higher, Shining regal, As the stony denizens looked… Continue reading A Spectacle

Twittering Tales #119 – 15 January 2019

The vicious storm's whirlwind had destroyed all. Hunger was rampant. The tenacious women scoured through the scattered debris retrieving their battered pans.,collecting he dried bark and fallen fruit, and digging out the tuber. Huge fires dotted the land that fed hungry souls. (279 characters) Via :https://katmyrman.com/2019/01/15/twittering-tales-119-15-january-2019/

Cobbled Clutter

The cobbled clutter, Finely etched, Imprinted by Time's Surf, I try to walk on the monolith beauty, But it chided me in arrogance. For I fell flat down, Trapped in the cloistered spaces, Losing myself in the labyrinth, The tenacious clutter never let me go. The cobbled clutter, That is life, Full of adamant edifices,… Continue reading Cobbled Clutter

Twittering Tales#118-8 January,2018

The crisp leaves were meticulously cut ,soaked and gently scrubbed till they shone and pulsated into that green mannah that she drank with gusto. Next morning,the headlines screamed that spinach in the stalls had been laced with deadly arsenic!This is the parody of our times! (278 characters) Via: https://katmyrman.com/2019/01/08/twittering-tales-118-8-january-2019/