
Ic: Senjuti Kundu @unsplash
Eyes behold prismatic dreams
giggling through innocent childhood laughter
unadulterated!
Until, the sentinels of society
clip the creative artistry
tainting her beautiful life’s canvas
with strokes of insipid hues.
Ic: Senjuti Kundu @unsplash
Eyes behold prismatic dreams
giggling through innocent childhood laughter
unadulterated!
Until, the sentinels of society
clip the creative artistry
tainting her beautiful life’s canvas
with strokes of insipid hues.
The corporate world beckoned me with propitious propositions
with a cache of dreams, wrapped with sincere efforts
I embarked on the journey in earnest pursuit,
the promise of a bright future, calling out loud.
With time, the grooves of stress deepened
harried life style became a way of life
work life balance, was on a precarious edge
frustrated sighs detonated to anguished screams.
Reflecting on the aftermath of an emotional detritus
I collected the scattered fragments of myself.
Infused with a renewed vigor to start afresh,
I tread on the road less traveled, with a leap of faith!
Refusing to nestle in her
soft and cushy environs,
she cleared the veil of doubts and anxiety.
The urge to explore the world,
make a mark, an identity,
pushed her to take the road less travelled.
Balancing the tussle between can and can’t,
she filled her heart with hope and promise
as she treaded on uncharted territories.
Not afraid to falter,
she let her dreams take shape,
for she knew beyond fear and failure
was the key to success!
Sadje’s What to you see #54: How does the above picture inspire you?
3 stories this time in response to Shweta’s 6 word story prompt #37 : Dreams
Her untimely death, shattered his dreams.
Recurrent pattern of dreams, scared him.
Complete realization dawned in his dreams.
(The above can be read as 3 individual stories or continuation of just 1)
My interpretation, to an old sketch done by my daughter!
What does this picture tell you? Would love to know.
Caged in a literary asylum
the poetic me,
unclogs the mind
liberates brewing ideas.
A cauldron of thoughts
spill and splash all across
lie in a messy scatter
daring to explore and dream.
I wrap the idyllic musings
in a kaleidoscope of emotions.
The milieu of my thoughts
meander through tiny moments
dismantling my heart.
My quill weaves this tapestry
into a seamless blend
that seems imperfectly perfect
to echo a verse from my soul.
In response to
Daily prompt : Constant
and
secretkeeper’s weekly writing challenge #129, to use the 5 prompt words in a poem or fiction.
Ease|Storm|Mute|Calm|Rough
My dreams roughly jerked away
drifting into oblivion,
for I have to fulfil my parent’s legacy
“A family of doctors are we
and that’s what you are to be.”
my fate decided and sealed!
Sadly,
science is beyond my comprehension
while,
the world of words fascinates me
I paint my characters with ease
who come alive, as I dress them
with magical verses,
A writer is who, I aspire to be
but,
my scarlet tears, anguished screams and earnest pleas
all fall mute to their distant ears.
My calm persona is just a facade
to hide my shattered soul
mocked and scoffed at,
helpless and hollow within,
I chalk out a plan to escape
the constant storm of tirades.
I sign a pact in the dark
with the god of death
I am sure he will welcome me,
with open arms into a world of my dreams
where only the paper and pen
will be my “soul” companion!
When the road ahead is not easy,
and challenges keep you busy,
Days spent in fear,
Nights hiding the tears,
When the shadows of failure creep,
In a chasm you are so deep,
Blurred is the vision
That needs rectification,
Fear not O Mind!
To yourself be kind.
Breathe, relax and smile,
You’ve got to travel miles.
Inhale a whiff of positive sunshine,
Exhale the negative thoughts,
Infuse a generous dose of energy,
Percolate your mind with vigour
And
Push yourself to realise your dreams.
Then,
Don’t be surprised if
Life is beautiful once again!
Live your dreams and be happy!
Safely tucked away in a corner
is a place where I go, on a rendezvous
where the ink spills on paper
to form a colourful image
of things close to my heart
little secrets kept safely secure
of my fears and regrets
which at times scare me hard
over which I have no control!
At other times I am invincible
scripting my own success
basking in the glory
of adulation and ovation
I love to step into my realm
of treasured moments every night
into my magical world of dreams!