The Guardian

Thursday photo prompt: Guardian #writephoto

Bridging the blue and green,
Stood those rocks of grey.
The many faces stood firm,
with freckles of anxious wait.
Guarding the shores for eons,
have made them heavy with burden.
The muffled moans of the sea,
trying to seduce them towards.
Racing again and again to the land,
To steal the blooms in palettes of sky.
Succeed they will never,
As this has been for centuries.
The sky knows it all,
For it has been witnessing this play.
The blooms wilted, bloomed and again wilted,
But not one has been lost to the sea.

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      1. Woahhh!!!😱😱😱 You have a son too.😍😍 Nice!!!

        It must be such a challenge to invest time in yourself when you have so much on the platter. Hats off to you that you still manage to weave a piece.🙌🏼

        Btw, I’m good too. I am struggling too but, due to health issues and working schedules.

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        1. Yes I do have an energy bomb. He is 4.5 and you know the rest !!
          That is why I sit up late at night.. but it has started hitting my nerves and my health 😦
          how is your “husband” now ? all ok 😛

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          1. For a message moment, I went totally blank when I read your questions, Nimzz!🤣🤣🤣🤣 Don’t scare the shit outta me.

            I was in a deep state of confusion as to who husband and when was he I’ll and when did I even tell I have a husband??🤣🤣😂😂

            And thennnn, I realised what you meant. Hehehe 🤦🏼‍♀️🤣 Well, he won’t come back to life until I take him to a doctor.

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              1. Yeahhh, that would have been such a great help to keep myself in my senses.😅

                You know what, I imagined a man too with a huge tummy, wearing a baniyan🤣🤣🤣 I can’t tell you so many thoughts ran in my head. I started doubting myself.😂

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  1. Absolutely wonderful Nima. “The many faces stood firm, with freckles of anxious wait.” Not to be literal, but my face is covered in freckles and I felt I could be one of those guardians…all 5’1″ of me. LOL

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