Word Eater

What if words have fragrance? 
What if inks have flavour?

My meals would be nutritious;
And my desserts, more sweet.

Savoury victuals!

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Inspired by Sammi’s ‘Weekend Writing Prompt #215’. 

Sound – Six Word Story #29

These six-word stories that can be read alone or together, imply the creation and destruction phases of a tree. The female persona denotes the tree and the male persona, dependent wildlife. 

Her growth, silent!
Her fall, heavy!

His sound changed,
as her’s cracked!

These can also be perceived as the thoughts of a father who is worried about his daughter’s unprecedented failures.

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Inspired by Shweta’s ‘6WSP #78’ – ‘Sound’.

Into The Unknown

She has only seen people miss things they’ve lost. She wonders if at all it is normal to miss something she has never known.

There are thoughts she cannot avoid. There are feelings she cannot deny. Imagining the thrills of the unknowns, she gets goosebumps.

Desire to Discover

we become artists

remembering we forget

artistic life bits

drills desire to discover

lively elements of art

One-liner Wednesday #18

Disguised Defeat

In the battle of today and tomorrow, tomorrow always seems to win but actually loses because, even when tomorrow arrives, it arrives only after being disguised as today.

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In response to Linda’s One-liner Wednesday.

Mental Health And A Global Pandemic

It is been a long time since I have posted on this blog. My mental health took a drop in the last couple of months and now that I am in a position to talk about it, I wanted to share my experience. I started working from home in March 2020. It was really exciting initially because I could spend time with my family for an extended period. But as time went on, the lines between personal and professional aspects of my life got blurred. There were days in which I used to work for 14 hours straight. It had a serious impact on my sleep and eating habits. I knew I was in a stressful situation but kept on going without a break.

There’s a concept called spoon theory regarding your mental health. We have 3 pieces of cutlery – spoons, forks, and knives. Spoons represent the energy you can expend today, forks represent the stressors or things that take up your energy and knives represent the energy you have saved up for tomorrow. As the days went on, the number of spoons I had kept on decreasing. When you do not have enough spoons, you start using your knives. One fine day, I was out of spoons and knives and I had my first anxiety attack. The feeling of helplessness and inability to breathe was one of the worst things I have experienced in my life. I knew I could not do it on my own anymore and I reached out for help. I started seeing a therapist.

Gardenscape

She designed an open balcony to enjoy sunsets. But, her garden wanted to relish the scenic scape all by itself.

Have you experienced your time which is your favorite escapade from everyday chores, getting eaten away by someone else after having put all the effort in, or have you eaten up someone’s time and efforts accidentally or intentionally? The above tale is written from this perspective.

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Inspired by Bulbul’s ‘Twenty Words Tuesday #34 – Garden’. 

Featured Image Source: Pinterest.

 

Runaway Rabbit

waft of swishy wind
fluffy curls of wispy clouds
flamboyant bunny

rushes on the sky canvas
only to obliterate

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Inspired by Ronovan’s Haiku Prompt Words – Air and Wisp.

This tanka is also submitted to Colleen’s ‘Tanka Tuesday #228’. 

Featured Image Source: Pinterest.

One-liner Wednesday #17

Sustain the Savour

Why don’t we often dare to go against the popular adage, “Let go of what you love; it’ll return if it’s true” and not let go of what we love or what’s worthy when there’s actually a true chance to try and sustain the savour?

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In response to Linda’s One-liner Wednesday.

Telepathy

This is a free verse, each line framed with six words, depicting the emotional connection between two persons in love. A six-word story is quoted at the end of the verse.

Hearing one's thoughts isn't a curse.

At sight, or out of sight...

A Piece of Cake

To her, happiness is just a piece of cake, literally.

But, no one at home lets her eat one.

She was over the moon as