Silhouette

MLMM - Photo Challenge #371 PC : George Natsioulis A silhouette of suppressed desires,chaperoned with butter skin,twinkling eyes and a flashy smile.What has become of me;Me – as swift as a doe andand calm as her eyes.Me – as gentle as a snowflake,and as warm as the twilight.Me – as wide as the ocean,and twinkling... Continue Reading →

Alive with some Flutter

PC : Wes Hicks Eugi's Weekly Challenge - FLUTTERThrough the corners of my eyes,with a flutter so gentle,breezing the lashes a bit,out went my dreams.Weighed down by hopes,nestled inside my heart chambers,inked in languages of soliloquy,and draped in monologues,unfurling unknown storiesof rare and vivid sentiments.Perching on to the rope,woven by strings of shadowsand moonbeams,entangled with... Continue Reading →

When Parallels meet

Sadje's What do You See #63 In parallel we walk- me and my thoughts.Everyday towards the horizon,hand in hand, in a slow pace.We have covered miles and miles,turning each milestone into gems,precious memories etched on them.In hope of distant dreams,to the land where shadows are caston the clouds by the morning sun.And our faces lit... Continue Reading →

Crafting Memories

Bulbul's Twenty Word Tuesday - My first time in the challenge 🙂 Word for the day : CRAFT Engin Akyurt @Unsplash "Crafting memories for tomorrow, I hope to trap happiness : like a spider awaiting its prey in the beautifully woven web" COPYRIGHT © 2019- 2020 Nima Mohan, thetenthzodiac.wordpress.com, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Bleeding Shadows

Combining two prompts here 🙂 Eugi's Weekly Prompt - Ghostly and Foresight Maxime Caron @Unsplash What tells the ghostly grey shape,on the wall, there, right beside…mimicking my walk and my dance,mimicking my every move.What foresight been bestowed with,for being always an opponent to light?How beautifully it derived that,away from all the masked talks,and the corseted... Continue Reading →

My Truth

OctPoWriMo - Day 14 Poetry Prompt - Take some time to think about your truth. Where do your thoughts lead? Are there particular images or memories this truth conjures? Was it something you felt the need to defend or was it that something that fortified you in times of need? Your truth is a part... Continue Reading →

Let Go

OctPoWriMo - Day 10 Poetry Prompts:Write for ten minutes, or more if necessary, about what you want/need to let go of, what still triggers upset when you think of it, what turns your stomach. If you have your own way of letting it go, do so when you are finished writing. If you don't, one... Continue Reading →

Heart ! – Shape Poetry

For OCTPOWRIMO Day 5 Poetry Prompts :Write for ten minutes about creating from the heart. When I made the above collage, I was trying to heal my heart (emotional not physical). What does it mean to create from the heart? Reach in and dig deep. Where is the center of your creativity?Word Prompts : Creating,... Continue Reading →

Light Shines Through

My first response to OctPoWriMo- 2020.Already am 5 days late, but I promise myself to complete all the 31 prompts in 31 days of October. Last year, I took part in OctPoWriMo and I was so unsure about myself. It was only 5 months since I started blogging and never was a regular. Also I... Continue Reading →

Behind those Eyes

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge - Prompt No. 25 (STILL) This week, it’s the D rhyme line. Do not be fooled by the silenceTry to see behind those calm eyes.Smoldering and melting all ice,ember mines in full defiance.A kraken waits for violencetill held back it shall keep its calmonce released it shall change the realm.if your... Continue Reading →

Autumn Leaves

Eugi's weekly prompt - Autumn Leaves -Late Post :DAs the new normal for me, I keep missing the prompts 😀 PC: Daniel Suspended between their past and future,they weave dreams dipped in bright orange.Adjusting their sails to sail away with the wind,casting shadows on an unknown road to tread.Every turn uncertain but every fall, so... Continue Reading →

Death taught Me

Free Verse Revolution : September Writing Prompt #3 If asked to a dead man,why he needs all those flowers,brought in for  the costly andcolor coordinated funeral,am sure he would blabber,just like a mad man does when talked to-that is if he could talk.Like ants trailing, one behind the other,men and women crawl with florals,singular and... Continue Reading →

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