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Smell of March’s air nostalgia and a certain kind of sadness an unexplained sadness The whiff of bar b Que on grill from the neighbors house and the thoughts of losing before trying circling around me March’s message carved in the air: Even if you are lost, does not mean you can’t be found Hold… Read More March
Amidst the agitated show of life I sit alone by the tranquil waves I watch the gold component trickling down a blue cauldron Adding to it beauty, shine and substance The sun peek-a-boos through the golden-lined clouds And slowly resumes its job of being an Al-chemist As the bird nearby drinks from this elixir of… Read More Elixir
A complex labyrinth of the future to contain the beast of today—human Butterscotch streets of Mars AI takeover, Hawking said Or a huge crack in time, emergence of The Langoliers Rise of the dead, the Zombie’s apocalypse Or the alien’s attack against the beastly selfish breed killing one another, mercilessly Or a huge submarine dwelling… Read More Beast of future
Creds: Jung Yeop – Why Did You Come Now Why did you come? Where were you? It seems like it’s a bit late but we finally meet Do you believe in love? Is this fate? I keep hearing sweet words You’re smiling in front of me, I tightly hold your hand next to you I… Read More Why did you come now
A child starts from cradle of a mother and ends at the cradle of a grave. Between these two destinations lies a whole lot of stops, turns and bumps. The first few years are carefree full of oblivion of what lies ahead. When the child reaches teenage coordinates, things start to become a little complicated.… Read More Tick Tock Tick Tock
The clouds in the sky are angry at the light, light chimes in, “You think this is your territory? It belongs to everyone of us!” “No I don’t think so but I just want some privacy when I have to pee,” said the daddy cloud irritably. “There’s no privacy when everyone is living together, just… Read More Clouds want some privacy
Rising to gain redemption With a constant pull from below I want to leave this place To seek that which is serene This crowded stream of thoughts Brewing so deep inside I want to break free I want to break free
To grandmama’s house did she clip-clop In her red flip-flops Out asked the wolf, Where you goin’ young lady in a pretty hood? Run run! thought she, trust your instincts, O Little Red Riding Hood! So turned and ran but bumped into a panting Goldilocks In response to Weekly Limerick Challenge.
Last night a robber trespassed my house. He stole my laptop and money at gun point, still pointing the gun at me he ran away, on his way out he bumped hard into the glass door and fell down, unconscious. I called the cops on him and meanwhile kicked him, repeatedly. This poem is… Read More Robber in the house
It is a routine Monday morning, I leave my house at 7:50 a.m. for work and reach the office by 8:00 a.m. Every one is busy with their morning coffee and emails. I began checking my emails too. After a while, I browse through headlines of a newspaper. The day is going by slowly, just… Read More The horrible fire incidence
I lick at the paper notes on my desk and the cap of the pen I put in my ear On the white board’s duster I scratched my claws, and the thumb pins I pierced into my forehead. With the scissors I cut my eyebrow, the tissue box I balanced on my head The… Read More Holy sin!
I recently read a post shared by one of my friends, it’s from a Facebook page called “Writing About Writing” (Gary Provost) The post totally blew up my mind. I think I have never read something as stimulating and creative as this. Be prepared to be shocked.
With the world still divided into racial inferiority white over black superiority I envy the penguin and the panda In Texas or in Uganda Both receive love in equality In response to Limerick Challenge Week 21
“Hey babe, I am going out with a friend for an hour, I am gonna leave the keys at home, you lock the door,” said the husband to his wife. “Umm…no just take the key with you, I might get busy upstairs,” said wife. This one change of decision was going to change the course… Read More Take the keys
Taking my first step towards sharing my world, from Cee Nuener’s blog. When do you feel most connected with others? When someone can talk beyond the defined cultural and religious norms and challenge them. What daily habit would you like to introduce to your life? Me to me: One writing post every day. Okay? Okay?… Read More Share Your World–Week 20
I walked in the afternoon sun today, my chestnut hat rested partially on my head, sunglasses covered my small eyes, the shade was far but not too far. To me a meter of sun equals 4 meters. Multiply every sunny area by 4 and that’s how it is for me. Sun messes with my brain,… Read More Me and the Pac-man monster
Like a piece of rope I cling onto hope Expecting a great story In the new Korean soap In response to Limerick Challenge Week 13
About times when four hours of Netflix isn’t enough. Ellen and Jimmy, go to and fro. YouTubers follow up after a munch of munchkin…on my bed. I—am the product of zombie world. Eyes staring in blackhole, sucking you away, temptation— Dancing on daft punk—trying to be harder, better, faster stronger. Trying, only trying. Wondering where’s… Read More Inglorious
Once Cinderella was found in vicinity of Eiffel tower with her prince husband. Savoring the beauty of the magnificent tower she exclaimed, It’s beautiful! It’s magical!” The prince couldn’t agree more. “But you know when I first saw you, I didn’t fall for you because of your beauty, I saw something in your eyes…innocence, sacrifice,… Read More Cinderella
You remember the day you said, I would rather be your mermaid than a human. I thought that was a compliment, you being the prince who would save the princess in distress. Years later did I realize, you wanted me to swim not because I wanted to but because mermaids swam. You wanted me… Read More Mermaid
In the lounge on a sofa, 9 year old boy sits. His yellow-blue striped shirt pulled o’er his nose to the stingy smell of spinach cooking on the stove. Adamantly loathes the idea of homework on a weekend. Mum inquires reason for such words, met with but only silence. Sister hops around, pink necklace in… Read More Homework on a weekend
When all the doors were locked, In her throat her breath was blocked A wave of desire, rose like a fire “I w-want to l-live”, she croaked. This Limerick in response to Limerick Challenge Week 7 hosted by a wonderful person each week.
Sun rays glaring in my eyes passing through my brown Armani shades Gaze down, I walk fast This is my first Haiku response to prompt “Fast” for this amazing site Haiku Horizons.
Today i came across my soul untamed A certain someone was blamed I felt vulnerable I felt unstable For in the list I would be named Many a times we blame others for our actions and their consequences, while it is true at times, the only way to keep ourselves at peace is to… Read More Limerick Challenge week 6: Feral
By Saira Tabassum Each day, each night when the earth revolves around the sun–in orbits, in passion, trying to hold onto each other, yet- unapproachable. Each affected by others presence, a certain force, drag, attraction. Both, live for each other, but shall cease to exist if one let’s go. I, the object of the universe,… Read More The laws of universe