Dark Side

digressed days
dumped desires
relinquished souls

lost letters
unspoken words
unexpressed emotions

There's a flood in mind
that is now a hostage of
all those hidden haunting vaults.

Chaotic Opportunities

Aren’t confusions chaotic opportunities that help in ending up with the right choice? Here’s a free verse on the same, with a six-word story at the end.

Under a net of confusions
disguised as vermilion veils,
are complex clutters.

Beyond the blindspot
was a discovery in the dark,
the beauty in balance.

Compromise or Adjustments?
No more confusions!

Credits & Footnote

Inspired by Shweta’s ‘6WSP #100’ – ‘Confusion’.

Featured image:
Photo from Pexels .

Pursuit of Heartbreak

It’s easy to pop a balloon, but not break the brick wall. My heart is now a conglomeration of bricks. With time, it got stronger and stronger and is getting more harder to break. But, I keep trying clinging on the rope of hope, creeping through subdued shadows, to break it someday.

Yeah, you heard it right. I am in pursuit of an intentional heartbreak. How will it open until it is not broken? Only when it breaks and aches, I believe there’ll be ways that let in rays for an alternative exploration.

Magic Lantern

expedition starts

as fluorescent flickers

fan fervent fire

fabricating fantasy

under the whispering stars

Credits & Footnote

In response to Colleen’s ‘Tanka Tuesday #236 – Expedition’. 

Featured Image: Pinterest.

Utmost Feelings – Anthology

I’m ecstatically happy to share with you the news that an anthology that I’m a part of, “Utmost Feelings” with the theme ‘Love’, has been released.

It’s been exactly a month today since the launch (29th June 2021). But, I wanted to share this news only after I received a paperback copy. The delivery was a mess, unfortunately, and I got my copy only a couple of days ago and hence the delay in the announcement.

Attached with bittersweet memories, this book will always remain special. Astha, the girl who initiated the process of compiling this book is no more with us. Today marks the end of three months since her demise. But still, the legacy of her dream lingers in each word that the book holds. I heartily appreciate the efforts of True Dreamster, the publisher, who took Astha’s wish forward and presented this bouquet of love to her family as a tribute.

I extend my heartfelt gratitude to every person who’s a part of this wonderful project and all supporters.

Co-authors from WordPress

• Writing feels good – Astha  
• Caring for Art – Kumar Harsh  
• Crazy Nerds – Anisha  
• Develop.Inspire.Transform – Jeff Flesch  
• Heartlight Poetry – Sacha  
• Intangible Mysteries of Soul – Sowjanya 
• Let’s read our words – Roshni 
• Navin’s Poetry – Navin Manik
• Offshore Writings – Preetha David & Samuel Lawrentz 
• Oishmortal – Oishwaria 
• Proxy Words – Ashish 
• Spiritual Fantasia – Linda Jessica Wang 
• Tacit Verses – Tanushree 
• The Glittering Soul – Diana Menezes 
• Unique Times – Cindy

Co-authors outside WordPress

• Ashutosh Joshi
• Debashreeta Nanda
• Hiba Lakshmi Mohan
• Irtiqa Noor Ansari
• Neelam Gupta
• Parvatha Varthini
• Radhika G
• Rudrali J Gor
• Sandeep Chouksay
• Sandra Prasanth
• Shruti Kumari

Purchase Links:

Paperback:

Amazon IN | Shopclues | Amazon US | Amazon CA | Amazon AE | Amazon UK | Amazon DE | Amazon FR | Amazon ES | Amazon IT | Amazon JP

E-book:

Amazon Kindle | Kobo Books | Google Books | Google Play Store | Barnes & Noble | Payhip

Credits

Image designed by True Dreamster .

Surreal Visage

To live, I’ve broken through the surface of a stone. The stone is me, the rigid part of my own self. I destroyed a self to create a self, more like a sculpture.

I let every colored feeling pile on me, flowing together as a thick black liquid. I enjoy this state, for it is like a mould of stoical repose.

Rain Clouds

Because I could not stop for death, 

He stopped before me

Choosing the dark dock 

In a deep valley 

Amidst the lofty mountains 

And started pouring out his anguish 

By crying out tears

Until the sun shone again!

Colors of the Dark

My sky seems dark. 

Is it because of the missing star, or the overwhelming mix of all colors it splashed?

A simple perception is the

Pitch Black

pitch-black

golden peeper

furry blankets

Did you think of night, moon and clouds? Or, were your thoughts about cat, eyes and its fur?

Aren’t we the same? Nights and us.

Filled with Emptiness

She packed his toys.

Shadows of emptiness haunted.

Her tween’s coffin weighed hefty as if it held her heart’s commotions.

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This is in response to the ‘Twenty-Words Tuesday’ prompt by Akanksha Singh @ Bulbul. The challenge is to write a story in exactly 20 words for the prompt word ghost.

Shades of Darkness

We often go through tough times when we face failures, when expectations crowd or we’re in the spotlight. We wish we were left alone in a dark place without any disturbance. But, is it okay to welcome gloom into one’s life volitionally? At least with me, it’s a no.

There are different shades of darkness.

An eerie silence and moonless night. 
Luminescent beach with none by side. 
Dense forest with torch in hand. 
Sullen sky accompanied by stray winds. 

Curtains Closed

My life has changed colours
on your entry as well as the exit.

When I was asleep,
you were near, anytime besides.

Now, when I’m awake,
you are distant, nowhere to be seen.

Your smile that was once soothing,
now like a phantom, is haunting.

The cheery impulse we shared,
is now my lone seizure to be sad.

I’ve let go of some pieces,
but still holding on to many.

Crescent and I

Her curve
My smile

Her craters
My scars

Her desolation
My loneliness

Her neighbours
My crowd

Peace – Six Word Story #17

This is a story that describes the act of someone who finds peace by actually destroying peace.

— IRONICAL PEACE —

Fuming Anger.

Cold Murder.

Peace Established!

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This is in response to ‘The Saturday Six Word Story Prompt’ by Shweta of ‘My Random Ramblings’. The prompt for this week is ‘Peace’.