Inspired by MLMM's Tale Weaver- The End and incorporating Paula's Thursday Inspiration #82- Space. And in the end, the two became threeAs her scent pervaded these walls,wafting off your skin;She crossed the very threshold that I'd once marked in red. And in the end,there was just usTwo souls lying on far endsin the space between... Continue Reading →

Image by Jr Korpa at Unsplash Introspection Inward glance, I walk along mind's dusty lanesInner sanctum churns, trapped beneath icy idealsImprisoned instinct festers, caged in ivory wallsImpaled memories surface, wounds weeping redInfected emotions flood, invading psyche's tenetsInterred images, once immune to incitement, now invite impure intentionsIdentity, born of insanity This is my first attempt at... Continue Reading →

The Blind Date

Written for MLMM's Wordle #209 Élan- dash; Asunder- into separate parts; in or into piecesOddity- an odd or remarkably unusual person, thing, or event.MurmurThighsStrokeConfessPistolLipstickHugWinkFollow Other prompts: #FOWC- Dumbfounded; #RDP- Serious; #3TC- Rivalry, Blood & Gain; #YDWP- Onus Image- Matthieu at Unsplash "Are you serious, Rishi?" Sameer admonished, exasperated with his friend as he ignored his advice for... Continue Reading →

A Deal for the Throne

Image- Edmond @Pexels The deal was important for her organisation, there was no doubt about it. But as the negotiations kept dragging beyond their estimated timeline, she gradually became aware that this client, who no doubt fancied themselves as their biggest rival in the market, were pushing her boundaries simply to see her, the new... Continue Reading →

A Crosspatch?

Written for Saturday Mix- Rhyme Time, hosted by Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. ‘Rhyme Time’ focuses on the use of rhyme to build your writing piece. You will be given six rhyming words and need to use all of them (but not limited to these) in your response, which should be a poetry form of your choice.Our rhyming... Continue Reading →

Autumn Leaf Farewell

Image by Zach at Unsplash When death comes for meI shall be free,Rigor shall set its paceWhen last sparks peter out in grace. Adorn me not in jewelsNor cover the corpse with blooms,Stage me not in a roomLet there not be gloom. Worn by temporal painI left to dance in the rain;These invisible scars in... Continue Reading →

Poetic, you say?

Photo by Brooke Lewis on Pexels.com Let me tell you a tale, so that you can understand my metrophobia. 'What's that, you say?' It's the irrational fear of poetry. Oh, others may think I'm an unreliable narrator. But what do they know? It's my tale... Now, where was I? It had all begun with Disha's... Continue Reading →

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