Twittering Tales#110-13 November 2018

The mother and its offspring is a tale that crosses all boundaries of species. A mother loves her baby,her replica. She hovers around it casting a protective sheath. Her baby is her golden fleece. She cherishes it,nurtures it. Her child tells the story of her life (261 characters) Via: https://katmyrman.com

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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

Life in a circle…..

The circle of life, It begins where it ends, And after traversing myriad paths, You realize too late, That you are where you began. Deceptive de-tours, Digressing paths, Angles that falsely subtend, It was all a facade. For nothing changed, You thought that you had moved on, Moving onto new horizons, Inching towards a life.… Continue reading Life in a circle…..

The gorge

When the world crumbles, And you stand at the precipice, Staring into the deep gorges around, A dark abyss. A slip here and down you go, A cascade into an empty void. As you gaze into the horizon, A shaft of light streams in, Sheathed and clouded, You hang onto the tiny ray, In hope… Continue reading The gorge

A soliloquoy

Life goes on, On and on. On one day, And another, It is the same. So? I ask , Ask this, This to myself, So often. But? But what? Life will go on, On and on, A punctual clock, Each day the the same, Each minute the same, Each second the same. And I? I… Continue reading A soliloquoy

As I fast… A haiku

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

Bewildered – a haiku

What the world tells you, But that inner voice whispers, A bewildered you!

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.