My Shadow, Me, My Light

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge, August 4, 2020 from Go Dog Go Cafe- Beneath the surface of the night Tony Detroit @ Unsplash.com Beneath the surface of the night,Some miserable souls ramble,In disgrace they dwell,Not knowing where,the wretched path will lead them to. Beneath the surface of the night,When the world hides from light,Darkness encounters empathy,Those... Continue Reading →

In the STILLNESS

For Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge - Go Dog Go cafe Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray.Prompt for July 7 : Write a poem or piece of prose around the words “in the stillness” There is an unsung calm lingeringin... Continue Reading →

Colors on my Canvas

Thursday Poetry Competition hosted by H R Phoenix PC : Pinterest A blank canvas with no palette strokes,a newborn mind with a colorless mind.As white as snow, the mind fills with fragranceof the white jasmine flowers,Pure and perfect of all this show.Mother’s love as safe as white,As pure and clean as white.Thus on a white... Continue Reading →

Last Dance

For Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt : DANCE #writephoto When my tiny legs first felt my body’s weight, They asked me to dance. The time was not right, I said. But, the audience already took their seats.   When my legs took those firm steps, They asked me to dance. I am not yet ready,... Continue Reading →

Night of Wolves

Written for Mindlovemisery's Menagerie - Saturday Mix- Mad about Metaphors - THE WIND WAS A HOWLING WOLF. The night just stepped in. A beautiful damsel clad in black gown with starry crystals shining here and there. While the lone wolf was making his move preying his dinner, deep down in the jungle, a pack of wolves... Continue Reading →

Enchanted Land

Written for Mindlovemisery's menagerie - Enchanted Land - Tale Weaver # 274 I close my eyes,And dream real hard.Take me to the landWhere magic rules. The air smells good,of sweet roses,Dampness tooSeeped in more.Fill your lungs,And breathe in more.Hear those crickets,Concerting.Grass is green,Till that far end,Patches of wearingHere and there.Don’t be scaredTo see that light,The... Continue Reading →

Bumble Bee

Written for Mindlovemisery's Menagerie - Wordle #188Soapy, Reservation, Stay, Skid, Soi- disant( ((adj.) calling oneself thus; self-styled. so-called or pretended.)), Precipitate, Love, Silver, Palm, Cradle, Bumble - bee, Lace The bumble bee –How blessed is thee.Cradling life,In those palmsWith silver laces,Precipitating love.Staying soi- disant,Keeping reservations.Oh!! Bumble bee,Do not change dearie.Skid – don’t you,Into the soapy world.They... Continue Reading →

Village raises a Child

PC : GOOGLE “It takes a village to raise a kid.”  I am sure your ears are well versed with this proverb of African Origin. Of course it does not imply that the whole village takes turns in looking after the kid. It simply means that the village or the community interacts with the children... Continue Reading →

Tune

Howl of the Alpha,Tune of my Soul-Ancient ConnectionCOPYRIGHT © 2019- 2020 Nima Mohan, thetenthzodiac.wordpress.com, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED For Weekend Writing Prompt #155 - TUNE PC : PINTEREST

Tame a Flame

Again the same blame,They have come for the claim.Which was supposed to be a game,Turned out to be an excuse lame.Can you feel my pain,When I cannot tame my mane?I asked them this question same,But got a reply so shame.But how was I supposed to name,One bright and hot flame,In the confinements of a frame?Can... Continue Reading →

Loner Days

This poem has been combined for several challenges and prompts. And they are Mindlovemisery’s Tale Weaver - i remember once Three Things Challenge by Di - last, entry, may FOWC with Fandango- experiment Daily Spur - official Word of the Day challenge- lone I remember once I had this life. Officially surrounded by throng, But... Continue Reading →

Spoon Life

For Wordle #187Words for the week :Time, Grass, Bird, Steel, Break, Highway, Chronaxie- the least amount of time the brain must send a signal to a part of the body for it to actually take action, Romance, Smooth, Spoon, Indigo, Bluster Love has always been bluster.I chased it, up and down like,the steel bird.I tried... Continue Reading →

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