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.
This is in response to the prompt by Patricia @ https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/10919228/posts/2137239039 "Dancing to the tunes of destiny, She pirouetted to fame, The decibels rose and fell, Still she danced to rythm of life, Impervious to the cacophony around ."
She floated through storms, In iridescent bubble, But unscathed she shone.
She flew, Traversing far, Her imagination, Her wings as she soared high fearless, All hers. Via : https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/24/imagination/
When that cauldron overflows, Surging, The vent bursts open, Spewing out the simmering lava, Burning with its latent heat, Stoked over years. It flows out, 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… Continue reading It just flows
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
There is beauty in your imperfections, The things that are most true, Are filled with flaws, covered in cracks, You stumble on your sentences, Forget the words that you need, You are real, To those parading as perfection, Pay them no heed, For it is you and how you feel, It is you and those… Continue reading Be You
A beautiful thought from Bhagwad Gita... Our lives, What? A travail of unrequited desires, A quest to fill coffers, With so many and so much. The quench insatiable, Always wanting more, Never happy. And one day, It is all gone. Just in a whiff. All his life, Having been, Tantamount to not been, For he… Continue reading Life -it is….