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...

The Proposal

https://unsplash.com/@alicealinari The wind one day, proposed me-the “home” he searched,he found in me.I was the warmth of sunlight,he wanted to soak in during rain.I smelled like spring whosecheer he wanted to retain.I was the color for his fall,and snow for his winter.The sleep for his eyes at night,and his sight for the day.I, for him...

Orange / Haibun

Mindlovemisery's Photo Challenge #321 Three maple leaves on the road showcasing a bright contrast of colors. Orange or golden as the color of fall, against the dark or grey of the road. About to take my steps, I see the face of time down below, smiling at me. I withdraw and wait and think.  The...

Rare and Raw

Rest of the world found it hard to cypher her. She was termed as a "rare specimen" but not in the way the phrase is usually used. Yes, she was different. She dint need to unmask her self in solitude, nor did she cry in the bathroom. She was just a happy soul, a heart...

There Was a Planet EARTH/Poem for 14/10/2019

When, One day, the humans start living in other planets, or the moon or anywhere else in any other galaxy, hopefully, there will be at least someone or some means by which they can explain Earth. About the diversity of Flora and Fauna that flourished on Her. How beautiful she was with all the mountains,...

The Scent of Summer/ Poem for 8/10/2019

You know it's summer,When the sun is a bright amber.When the salty ocean smells,Get into your senses well.Of sun tan lotions smell them beaches,All with cold potions in reaches.Scent of dry grass and hay,Fills the air of May,Hot and sultry is the air,I can smell my sweaty hair. Prompt for 8/10/2019 : ScentI don't know...

The Lone Mountain/ Poem

Image Courtesy : Internet Alone he stood- The lone mountain. Tall and bald, So hard and grey. A tree or two, Sprung up too, But they did burn, In the fiery sun.   Those greenish days, Were long gone by. When the clouds in grey, Showed some love. He longed for them, He loved them...

The Tree – A Memoir / POEM

Image Courtesy : Internet She cried. The tree cried. When the last of her leaves, Fell- following the season. The tree cried, As the leaf got carried away, By the gentle gush of wind. The tree cried watching The leaf settling on the ground, Away from her.   She was helpless. She was depressed. Now...