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Let me clear my own mystery, sharing my story with you.
I was once a giant guard designed to fly. While I rested, the enemy of my territory casted a freeze curse immobilizing our complete clan. As days passed, the frozen mankind, all their materialistic lifestyle and even the cursed enemy passed away.
But, I stay grounded with no escapade even in this open desert. Then on, I remain seated decoding the meaning of mankind for centuries and centuries.
Talking to herself, she maintains her emotional hygiene.
She’s her own boss.
Self-love habits are tagged as insanity or selfishness.
wings clipped in one frame
unrestrained freedom of her flight
emerged in another
Life’s a time video. If you don’t appear on a frame, it doesn’t mean you won’t get a chance to appear in another.
This post is written in response to the ‘Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt’ by Ronovan. The challenge words for the week are Clip and Wings.
Arms outstretched to the sky, with feet so high, they always tried to fly.
A while before, like an angel on a toe, each of them spun to lift spirits and gift joy.
However now, after a dashing performance, wonders vanished and the backstage holds fears, not that of winning but Continue reading
Her curve
My smile
Her craters
My scars
Her desolation
My loneliness
Her neighbours
My crowd Continue reading
Her mind was spinning,
so fast, like a broken
directionless compass.
She came from a land of hills
from a place so high
with definite height.
Hills grow in inches
or slide a little,
but it was certain.
She’s uncertain, now onshore, Continue reading
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