Shadows

You leave pieces of yourself, Scattered everywhere you frequent. And your memories are suspended in time. Lives that you have brushed up against, Now live with an imprint of you, Firmly trapped in their mind. Time may change you, But your memory not. You leave the steps in the sands of time, And you come…

As Life turns

When life turns, It shows you the way, Paths untread, Now familiar, What was, Now no more. Milestones by the side, Whizzing by. And you move on, Lands blurring by, People in transit, And you, You just move on. A utopian quest, Seeking a cache bountiful, Finding a cloistered niche, Just to rest in solace!…

RonovanWrites#Weekly#Haiku#Poetry Prompt#Challenge#266 Twisted &Cross

Twisted fates at play, Lines that cross never to meet, Life a vicious maze. Via : https://wp.me/p4y9jb-Gzg

A quest (a Haibun)

She sat on the long wooden bench watching the people walking by. The doctors hurried to their OPD rooms in stiff shirts,the nurses masked and gloved in crisp uniforms hovering by. And the patients of all ages just watching stoic and maudlin. The aroma of the tantalising coffee from the kiosk mingled with the septic…

If tomorrow Comes

If tomorrow comes, It will be, A harbinger of things new, Ushering in an ardent hope, Unearthing a cache of hidden dreams. If tomorrow comes, It will write new stories, Etching the leaves of time, Erasing the tales of yore, That mean no more. If tomorrow comes, It will heal old wounds, Festering animosity, Now…

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…

Flown free

One day, She floated free, Breaking all those bonds, Ties that anchored her not. She called out to deaf walls, Her cries resonated in her own ears, And tears that shed, But moved none. She wanted a hand to hold to, An ear to whisper her untold fears into. Her cries stifled, Her pain silenced.…

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.

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…

Her story

If you look on the sidelines, In the dark corners, You'll find her, Hidden by her mane, Her nose in a book. With her head in the clouds, Hiding her feelings, Away from the world, If you sat by her, While the world passed you by, She would tell you a story. Behind the pain…