Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 17th, 2022

prompt for JusJoJan January 17th, 2022, is “joy.” Thank you Linda for accepting my Prompt.Writing everyday on such interesting Prompts sets the pace for the full year!😊 Ambling along the alleys of life,Savouring joys untold,Fathoming the fantasies bold,Unlocking the cache of joy,For life is to live to the core.Life’s treasure trove-brimming with exuberant ecstasy all the more,Not…

Jingles of Joy

Decibels of Joy, Unsung verses, A placid symphony, It is that time of year. A surreal white, A burnished cold, That warms your heart, Soothing the anguish, Subduing the rant, It makes you smile. You want to live it each time, For it is that time of year, When love pervades, Amidst jingles of joy,…

Cobbled Clutter(a senryu)

weary soul trudges clanging on cobbled clutter of life's edifice

Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP)#103,Dec 11,2021

Prompt for Week #103 (Dec 11, 2021 – Dec 17, 2021) isFunny Funny tales not always bring cheer Via :https://wp.me/p6UE35-3sv

Circle of Life

Lot of water, Under the bridge has flown. Gusts of wind , They have blown the sand away. The verdant bush, Trimmed but has grown all the way. The flowering blossoms, Bloomed to scatter their seeds afar. Bees buzzing, They have found new petals. The twittering birds, They have found new nesting grounds. The hibernating…

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…

Happiness did I greet..

Soulful tunes in the serene spring, Sweeping through soft whispering trees, Luscious notes echoed to appease, That make my heart merrily sing, As all dark worries take a wing. Redolent with love pure and sweet, An ambrosial rhythm did it tweet, Infusing into my deep core, Purging it of all its furore, So that happiness…

dancing…..

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 .

#WritePhoto-The Fisherman

Fishing for joys, In the waters of life, Inverse images, Sharp and bright, Look at you, So near and yet so far, A placebo, It is, To not to be. And, Still, You hold the nets, Adamant, Patient, Awaiting the bounty, That would fall into your lap. Via :writephoto

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 58: (BLACK) in the C rhyme line.

Days of yore when less was so more, One television and few shows, A loud hue and cry and sharp rows, All sat down to have fun galore, Neighborhood bonhomie to fore, Images only white and black, But colours of life would bounce back, Television now smart ,men dumb, Profound joys of life have gone…