The Fallen Petal

The luminescent hue, The luscious fragrance, The delicate Petal, Its silky gossamer, Allure imbued. The floral leaf, It stood proud. A symphony it was, As it twirled to the wind's note, The branches jamboreed in mirth. Buzzing bees cavorted, As dancing leaves jested at their prank, A playful gambol and love, I stood mesmerised, As… Continue reading The Fallen Petal

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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… Continue reading Circle of Life

A Spectacle

A golden orb. Against the canopy of pale blue, It's fiery ray fragmented, The giant monolith, Scattering it's aura, As if the dark shadows, They wanted to imbibe, The golden luminescence, Basking in golden glory. But the fiery orb, Not willing to share it's beauty, Stealthily moved higher, Shining regal, As the stony denizens looked… Continue reading A Spectacle

Twittering Tales #119 – 15 January 2019

The vicious storm's whirlwind had destroyed all. Hunger was rampant. The tenacious women scoured through the scattered debris retrieving their battered pans.,collecting he dried bark and fallen fruit, and digging out the tuber. Huge fires dotted the land that fed hungry souls. (279 characters) Via :https://katmyrman.com/2019/01/15/twittering-tales-119-15-january-2019/

Cobbled Clutter

The cobbled clutter, Finely etched, Imprinted by Time's Surf, I try to walk on the monolith beauty, But it chided me in arrogance. For I fell flat down, Trapped in the cloistered spaces, Losing myself in the labyrinth, The tenacious clutter never let me go. The cobbled clutter, That is life, Full of adamant edifices,… Continue reading Cobbled Clutter

Twittering Tales#118-8 January,2018

The crisp leaves were meticulously cut ,soaked and gently scrubbed till they shone and pulsated into that green mannah that she drank with gusto. Next morning,the headlines screamed that spinach in the stalls had been laced with deadly arsenic!This is the parody of our times! (278 characters) Via: https://katmyrman.com/2019/01/08/twittering-tales-118-8-january-2019/