Dare to drop

her cover of pleasure
she dared to drop
to explore her bareness

concealed survival mode
she dared to exit
for a combat zone

the frightening toughness
she dared to embrace
for, a mask once dropped is always dropped.


Footnote

In response to  Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #126’. 

In search of my roots

Just around the bend
listening to none
I traverse those depths

Mystic maiden
wears a milky gown
of winter frost

dubious saunter in
deceiving silence sends
delicate shivers

walking barefoot
I deduce a connection
with my unseen roots


Footnote

In response to  Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #125’. 

Calm in Chaos

As layers of new paint withered with age, they found each other underneath those, still fresh with the same old colors.

The intuitive wisdom that so far guided them as to when to move away and when to come closer, took a back seat today.

Unconcerned with the hurry and chaos of the outer world, the old friends relished the moment.

Credits & Footnote

In response to Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #106’. 

Featured Image:
Photo by Gennaro Leonardi on Pixabay.


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Sleep Utopia

As each day ends, I wish I could dive into my chaos energetically rather than drowning pathetically and then watch the movement of water that overpowers me transferring a portion of its energy as our sweet little deal followed by taking a stand against the welcoming winds under the bed of stars preferably boarding over a gently swaying boat that sails over an ambient oceanscape as a lonesome point that is lost in this vast universe born only to find all beauty in the vanishing ripples that reflect the milky white planetoid pumpkin which has mood swings that do not match with mine and afterwards slowly slip into the arms of sleep right in the shimmering open arbour that remains unbarred while listening to the magical stories of umpteen galaxies that hang over and the mellifluous voice of surrounding waves that kiss me good night one by one until that philander with bright dancing rays barges in on my pleasant utopian or sometimes wild dreams forcing me to open my eyes after bulldozing all fantasies written and directed by Nox.

Word Count: 180
Sentence: 1

The writing above is an example of the usage of the literary device ‘Polysyndeton’. Nox is the Roman goddess of the night.

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New-Age Oases

The more unliveable our urban centres become, we as tourists retreat into the new-age oases – the sustainable hotels – which are just illusions of naturalness. Even when they have committed to reducing wastes and carbon footprints, how long will we be able to live in this fantasy without having to deal with the repercussions?

Isn’t the hope we’re dreaming of, also a dream?

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In response to Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #93’ & Sonya’s ‘Three Line Tales #287’. 

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Featured Image:
Photo by Milan Vasek (www.milanvasek.com).

Paint Womanhood – Senryu

Woman to Artist:

paint me either way
gray shades or vibrant colours
I dare not question

Artist to Woman:

days so glittering
womanhood celebrated
nights luminescent

elegance remains
with plain shades or complex strokes
born free to live free

you are gold that glitters
your lit face or diamond heart
I dare not question


This is in response to the ‘What Do You See Prompt’ by Sadje (any original writing inspired by the given picture – set as featured image). 

Spunky who’s not spunky

A monkey ‘Spunky’ lost some key to a bunny ‘Bunkey’. Spunky, who’s a flunkey to a hunky junkie, clung to the monkeypod fearing the slinky walk of that clunky lad, abandoning the key in his name ‘spunky’.

Picture for the prompt


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Snoopy Scooby

Scooby has been a great spy for years now. There’s none to beat him in the rat democracy, and today is the day he is to retire.

He was blessed with the lifespan of a human for his kind act as a little rat, and he utilized the boon to its fullest, mostly for the improvement of his species. With his efforts, he transformed the shabby rat communities to clean and respectable societies.

He didn’t want to leave his nation and nationals in trouble after his retirement. With proper pre-planning, he has already completed training the best squad of Continue reading