#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 277: #Tastetherainbow-Color Poetry

"Without black, no color has any depth. But if you mix black with everything, suddenly there’s shadow – no, not just shadow, but fullness. You’ve got to be willing to mix black into your palette if you want to create something that’s real.” ~Amy Grant My color of the day is black.Black is not always…

Cobbled Clutter(a senryu)

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

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…

A laugh lost( a sequences of Senryu in 3-5-3)

a slumber her Time now stood still Dreams all doused untold fears Dark shadows inside Mirth shaded dewy eyes her salty tears danced a laugh lost

Shadows have remained

You leave pieces of yourself, Scattered everywhere you frequent, And your memories are suspended in time. Every life that you have brushed up against, Lives with an imprint of you, That is trapped in their mind. Time may change you, But your memory forever remains the same. It's like leaving each place, That you have…

As Life turns

When life turns, It shows you the way, Paths untread, Now familiar, What was, Now no more. Milestones by the side, Whizzing by. And you move on, Lands blurring by, People in transit, And you, You just move on. A utopian quest, Seeking a cache bountiful, Finding a cloistered niche, Just to rest in solace!…

Rooted#Writephoto(a Haibun): A Repost

My soul tethered deep into my conscience is my anchor of life. Strong and sturdy, weathering the life's storms,it has grown. Lateral branches lush with verdant emotions, lush with life sprout shading me from harsh glares. They droop down burdened with the plethora of life's emoticons. And as they touch down to meet my inner…

A Haze

A dark haze, Clouds of vicious smoke, Spiralling, Waltzing to an ominous tango, Clawing its fangs deep down, Scavenging into a tormented soul. The mystic soul, Lost, Bewildered, Hurt, It wails. Seeking solace, Searching for a beacon bright, That would lighten up , Those dreary paths. Fallen into a dark abyss, It trudges along wearily,…

Shadows ( a haiku )

Two hearts side by side, Embalmed in a golden bliss, And now umbrageous.

Smouldering Sands

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…