Full of adamant edifices, They never let us go! We fall, We rise, Only to fall again. Traversing rough terrains, Clanging on the cobbled clutter, Life goes on.
I have written Tanka and my synonyms for Comfort and Worn are Happiness and Jaded Life Mesmerising A plethora of choices Jaded souls spellbound Happiness shrouded in grey Souls surf in a deep hushed lull. Via: https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/03/10/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-168-synonymsonly/
This week we can chose our own theme and I have written a Gogyohka. My theme is Diminishing Hopes. With the Corona Virus wreathing havoc, mind is gloomy. We plan with all our energies and all goes astray in one stroke. May we get rid of this disease soon! Evanescent are dreams, With a sad… Continue reading Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 167, #Poet’sChoice
As your mind goes into vacuity,you are in a beleaguered state. Nothing makes sense as nothing goes in. It seems to have frozen or just gone numb. You go about with the humdrum monotony like a wound up robot. Feeling nothing for there is nothing to feel. Losing nothing for there is nothing to lose.… Continue reading A void( a senryu)
Alone I stood, Stone hearted, Weathered by vagaries of time. Around me an enticing diaspora, Leaving me untouched. The canopy above, Suffused with warm blues, Sheathed me with a clouded grey. The lucid aquamarine surf, Enthralled with Nature's hues, Gambolled in a merry mirth, Rising to crash in a symphony. The silvery surf on a… Continue reading Thursday Photo prompt:Clarity#writephoto
Smouldering sands, Scorching souls, Scalding hearts, Searing pain. Walking on those dreary paths, Seared with its fiery heat, You learnt, Learnt to forbear. Come what may, You trudge along. The fiery heat, It embalms you, Infusing in you a radiant strength, You jest with fiery wrath, Mocking at its incessant downpour. The angry droplets merely… Continue reading Smouldering Sands
A soul soared high, Bonds broken, An Ariel free, It waltzed to the notes, Its own. And denizens below, It watched them, Faces seen, Aeons ago, Now saying kind words, No longer in a surly tone. Maybe! They were glad to see it go. Goodies passed, Tables laid in bountiful, Dainty linen, Shining cutlery on… Continue reading As it soared high
My synonyms for Game and Trouble are Play and Tumult. I have attempted a nonet Tides The die cast on the chequered board, Rolled by Tides in the play of life, To give what is preordained, Braving the Fates tumult, You ride the tempest, To drown again, Defiant, Buoyed, Now! Via: https://colleenchesebro.com/2019/02/19/30816/
I have composed a haibun on the the paragraph below: "The moon and sun are eternal travelers. Even the years wander on. A lifetime adrift in a boat or in old age leading a tired horse into the years, every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home. From the earliest times there… Continue reading Haibun Road: a haibun weekly challenge
The metropolis melange, Anonymous faces, Faceless, Countless, Buzzing by. And I, Lost in the crowd. Then, A kind look, A stranger in the crowd, Smiles, And holds my hand, As I follow him, In the city maze, A friend in solitude, No ifs and buts, No gives and takes, Just a friend with no name!