tiny delights define joy
transition to adulthood
mind full, blinkered existence!
Tanka inspired by Chris’s poem, Return to innocence
Wallowing in a muddy puddle
naked feet jump in gay abandon
squishy, squashy soggy mess,
happy souls prance together
the tiny tail wags in delight
to the sweet sounds of giggles.
My pup, my perfect partner in crime.
Stealthily we enter home,
staining the carpeted floor with tiny footprints of brown.
The silence of the evening shattered
by mom’s scream of disgust,
watching us plastered in an earthy pack,
she fires her volley of angry outbursts.
We stand in mute innocence
my pup, my perfect partner in crime!
Dakshali’s picture prompt plate #3
Two tiny angels, hand in hand
dressed pretty, picking posies
dimpled giggles, bubbling laughter
playing naughty pranks
excited over a broken tooth,
sharing half eaten candies
discussing in all seriousness, about their bag of trinkets
frolicking merrily behind meandering butterflies.
Indulging in pure childhood joys,
oblivious of their skin colors,
they revel in a world of happiness with each other,
Until the sentinels of society
grab them with their tainted hands
feed their tender minds with malefic thoughts,
tarnish their naïve souls
with malice against each other.
With time, innocence gradually fades
distancing themselves under myopic racial scoff.
Sadje’s What do you see # 58. Does the above image inspire you to write something?
Naive tender minds
noxious intentions molest
caustic scar mars life
In response toNeeraj’s MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie challenge to use the photo as an inspiration to write a poem or short story.
Empyreal crystal eyes dazzle,
A mesmerizing smile adorns the dimpled cheeks,
the pearly whites shine bright within,
black curls cascade down your charming face,
The world is enamored by your bewitching beauty,
It is the allure of your soul
radiating a pristine glow of innocence
that is truly angelic!
In response to Helene’s What do you see weekly challenge, to write a post the pic prompt.
The tiny feet caper merrily
walks on the path of life
enjoying the wondrous sight
with curiosity and awe,
discovers boundless treasures
falters, learns and assimilates
savoring the magic of nature
rearing to hold infinity in his palms,
his sentinels grab him, to cast him into a mold
burden his tender shoulders with a load too heavy
bundle him on an assembly line
stamp him with fear and anxiety
confine his growth within the societal norms
rob him of his innocence, shred his soul,
churn out an end product – a successful living robot!
In response to Ronovanwrites weekly haiku# 207 using the prompt words child and play.
Safe in mother’s arms
feeling of love envelopes
child’s haven of bliss!
let the child in you be safe
keeps burden at bay!