Little did we know the skies would float when our story reached angels
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
I am neither Chinese, nor Japanese But when the orange lanterns fly high up in the sky I forget my abcs In response to Weekly Limerick Challenge
I woke up in the morning, lazily washed my face Brushed my hair made my bed took my glasses and my phone down the stairs i opened the fridge stood there examining contents inside i got a peach flavored yogurt and a poured meself a glass of water i ate the yogurt wore my glasses… Read More Burp
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
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!
Please don’t judge me for the title, I have never played the game candy crush and never liked it either. You will probably understand the reason I chose this title after you read the limerick. Hope you enjoy it! Among all sea animals stuffed in the aquarium souvenir shop on the corner a rack… Read More Candy crush
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
Although I do not believe in superstitions, this one is just an attempt to create drama (honestly!) A shepherd who lived in the village of ottawa was very fond of baklava He had 13 sheep in the barn fast asleep Among the pool of blood and a chainsaw This limerick is in response to… Read More 13 sheep
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
Those were trees with visible gray branches, entwined vines The Lianas Tarzan climbed, in spines The ape who was wearing a cape got lost in forest pines This Limerick is in response to Limerick Weekly Challenge prompt Lost.
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
I bend my head down to see my reflection in the shiny marble I just mopped. Satiated, I lift the plastic bucket of murky water, In other hand the mop, my flip flops almost tip toe on the wet floor, cautious. Here comes the mistress’s kid, naughty kid. “It’s wet”, I warn him. A… Read More Weighing my options
In the heart of brown and green, I landed my cruise. It’s not summers yet but the silver burns. Among the tea gardens, my noodle hat straightened under my rosy scarf, rosy shirt, neon-laced shoes. Among, kids of darker shades, smiles—in the tea gardens. Blue skies, fluffy clouds, could spare some wool, green… Read More In the tea gardens
She stood in the door of her house, of farmhouse in the west. She watched the birds fly away side by side, abreast. The stallion behind the fence, now a horse, stomped his foot. Eating grass, staring at the calm brook. Sky the shade of blue and red, hues of purple all across. The crimson… Read More Tea at the farm