One-Liner Wednesday – Chilly

Honey chilli veg on a chilly day I dream of,only the heat wave rolls on outside. Via : https://lindaghill.com/2022/03/16/one-liner-wednesday-chilly/

Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP)# 98-6 Nov,2021

Prompt for Week #98 (Nov 6, 2021 – Nov 12, 2021) is SFlowers Hope flowers in life's tiny niches Via :https://wp.me/p6UE35-3sl

Saturday Six Word Story Prompt(6WSP)#97-Oct,30,2021

Prompt for Week #97 (Oct 30, 2021 – Nov 5, 2021) is Death Hatred blooms a smell of death Via :https://wp.me/p6UE35-3sj

Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP)#96-Oct 23,2021

Prompt for Week #96 (Oct 23, 2021 – Oct 29, 2021) is Violence Vent of violence surges renegade love Via :https://wp.me/p6UE35-3sh

One-Liner Wednesday and Saturday Six Word Story Prompt(6WSP)#89- September 4,2021

The prompt for WSP this week is Silent Silence says unsaid things inside aloud Via: https://thesoulsearchersite.wordpress.com/2021/09/04/6wsp-89/#like-13271 https://lindaghill.com/2021/09/08/one-liner-wednesday-camera-shy/

Saturday Six Word Story Prompt(6WSP) #88-August 28,2021

Prompt for Week #88 (Aug 28, 2021 – Sep 3, 2021) Survival Survivor stoically turns trysts of Fate Via : https://thesoulsearchersite.wordpress.com/2021/08/28/6wsp-88/

#Writephoto- Beach

Alone on a white starched sheet, intravenous tubes dripping some dewy portions into me, a ventilator infusing the life into me and a beep to show that I was alive. I have been here in this comatose state for many days. I hear blurred voices and masked faces flitting by. I yearn for a soft…

Tuesday Trail#18 February,2020

You have loved every piece of their heart but now it's time to love your own.

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly# Tanka Tuesday#Poetry Challenge No 163#Poet’s Choice

"It’s the first of the month and know what that means! Poets, choose your own syllabic poetry form, theme, words, images, etc. It’s up to you!" I have written a Gogyohka using words eyes and dark. Gogyohka has five lines, each consisting of one phrase with a line-break after each phrase or breath. A pair…

Wilted Lily

One day, You told me, That we are all as fragile as glass, And our lives are stretched too thin. So why I did not pay heed to your advice? The shards left elaborate patterns on my skin, The scars that dot the length of my arm, Run too deep to forget. Despite the wilted…