feeds my hunger in dark dome
one cold winter night
pulling me to a new world
immersed in her wilderness
This tanka is written from the perspective of an adventurer experiencing Northern lights for the first time. The verse uses this elusive journey as a metaphor for fondness or passion in love.
Credits & Footnote
Inspired by Colleen’s ‘Tanka Tuesday #227’.
Photo by Jonatan Pie on Unsplash.
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I sit under a barren tree as rays of the sun start diminishing.
I hear a voice that’s more of an order, “Leave; it’s time for demons to rise.”
Astonished if it’s a miracle or a mystery, I rub my eyes only to see again with the same confusion – a mirage… Me in front of me.
Is my brain befogged, or is everyone except me really looking out of focus?
Is this blurry veil meant to be the symptomatic inkling of isolation in a crowd?
Has the dark tunnel led me to Continue reading
They say a bird in hand is worth two in the bush. So, should I cage myself with you? There’s too much risk in it.
On the other hand, if I let you free, is it not risky too?
Am I going to take a chance? Continue reading
Here are my six-word stories on ‘time’ – a few collective stories, and a few individual ones.
——– School ——–
Sand clock, once entertained, now betrays.
He’s running around to avoid deadlines.
Clock ticks faster during morning rush.
Same appears slow in bored benches. Continue reading
It’s a theme park run only for adults, by a lady with supernatural powers, and the caution board indicating “Mind Your Head” doesn’t mean anything physical but is more surreal.
Only brave ones come here because the person entering the door forgets all memories of the outside world that’s dumped in their heads and gets inside only with memories of a 5-year-old.
Annie was over the moon as she posed Continue reading
This is in response to ‘The Saturday Six Word Story Prompt’ by Shweta of ‘My Random Ramblings’. The prompt for this week is ‘Leave’. I was left alone with boredom and so there are quite many six-word stories on ‘Leave’.
Leaves are equally anticipated and hated!
Eyes rewind memories when leaving school.
Farewell – none wanted to leave home!
Leave your burdens to fly high.
Don’t leave heavy words remain unsaid!
This is in response to ‘The Saturday Six Word Story Prompt’ by Shweta of ‘My Random Ramblings’. The prompt for this week is ‘Travel’, and here are my six-word stories on it.
Solo travel – scary yet liberating investment!
Learnt to travel;
Learnt from travel!
Varun loves summers, and so had planned to tick off an item from his bucket list of visiting Egypt on the summer solstice, where a viewer standing at the Sphinx could enjoy the sun setting precisely between two of the Great Pyramids – Khufu and Khafre.
Unfortunately, the lockdown collapsed his plans, the result of which he had to settle with a friend who was to trek to a hilltop tower in a nearby town.
He started his climb with sorrows brimming, but the mountain’s breeze soothed his wounds, Continue reading