My mind is adept at playing games with me, follows no rules, and wields a power so strong,
the darkness of its depth leaves me petrified, I writhe under its sting, the pain seems unbearable
sometimes it shrivels like a deflated balloon, but mostly it swells up in haughty pride
it conjures up the wiliest thoughts, cementing it with resolute conviction and barricading it with an inflated ego.
I am blinded in a haze when it showers missiles of fear.
Wallowing in self-doubt, I feel like a hapless pawn under its clutches.
It is only when its sublime qualities come to fore, it rings in bells of happiness
I love its mellowed persona, when I get to be Me, revelling in a euphoric bubble, afraid that it may burst anytime.
After long battle of trying to gain control over my mind,
I have realized, its mercurial temperament is fraught with multifarious layers.
Demons and angels both reside in there, only whom I feed, grows!
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #235
Away from the mediocrity of life
the call of nature tugs my nomadic heart
to tread the lonely path, deep into the unblemished locales.
I escape from the ordinary,
letting the wings of freedom carry me into the wilderness.
Tall primeval trees stand on snow clad ground
whispering stories of silent loneliness.
In isolation of my sanctuary, feelings pour out,
the letters soak in the essence of nature’s hues
thaw those emotions on to the paper.
I script the trail of my journey, the wanderlust tales!
Sadje’s WDYS prompt
Reena’s Xploration Challenge prompt 221
Fingers intertwined; we etched our hearts together “forever” in the sands of time, only to be washed away by the tides of time,
the glowing embers of passion have died down to ashen grey
fiery exchange of words have replaced the romantic nights of cozy candle light conversations
once ardent lovers, today our bond lies fragmented
accusations seem to be a favorite pastime now,
the rift widens, with overtures of reconciliation negated
peace buried beneath the tirades of anger and deluge of tears
war is at the doorstep. What do you expect me to do?
our relationship is yet another casualty in the emotional battlefield.
Eugi’s weekly prompt : Lovers
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #219 : Use the sentence : War is at the doorstep. What do you expect me to do? in your post.
I have written 2 haiku for Reena’s picture prompt. They can be read in continuity or as two distinct haiku.
Orphanage to home
family at last?
The spotlight focuses on
an ensemble of ideas, incomplete tasks and memories,
that take center stage without an invite,
blaring their discordant voices.
With a conscious effort, I scat them away one by one,
much to my dismay, a multitude of others pop up.
The plethora of thoughts vying for attention
reverberates to a cacophonic din, unsettling my sanity.
I wish I had a CLOSE ALL tab in my brain
to shut down and restart it again!
Reena’s Xploration Challenge # 209
Traumatized by the disaster,
painful emotions besieged my core.
Beeping monitors and tubes injected,
kept me confined within the dreary hospital walls.
Surrounded by strangers fussing over me
I scanned for a familiar face, yet found none.
Paranoia left me fearing my own shadow.
Fate dealt a cruel blow,
realization dawned, that the accident had stolen
my memory, identity and my life from me!
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #208
Eugi’s weekly prompt : Shadows
Somewhere in the deep crevices of my heart
percolating through the filters of thoughts, are scars hiding.
Though inconspicuous, they linger on, haunting me.
At the slightest trigger, they elicit painful ripples,
mutating into a tempestuous ordeal.
I know not, how to release the hurt,
which seems to have imprisoned itself within me.
I wish the rains would wash them clean
or they would flow away in a burst of lachrymose deluge.
Perhaps the intense heat of the sun would burn them down
or I could just delete them with the press of a button.
Alas, the venomous fangs of toxic memories concocts its poison,
as a sinister vortex of diabolic emotion sucks me into it,
entrapping my mind, in a self-created web of despondency,
Reena’s Xploration Challenge # 204 : Filter
Eugenia’s weekly prompt : Haunting
Listen well, while I tell you a story of a mom and her son at the breakfast table, once upon a time!
A picky eater and a tantrum thrower at hands, left the mom eggasperated.
To create some eggcitement, she thought out of the box,
donned an ingenious artistic armor, creating eggceptional anecdotes.
One day it was the happy Eggy, And the next day, scary Eggard.
Each morn, an eggelicious story unfolded from her repertoire.
And then, her boy ate the eggs, happily ever after!
Reena’s Xploration challenge #203
The pack of freshly baked donuts on the table,
entice me with their alluring flavors,
delighting my senses with heavenly aroma.
Classic, cinnamon and coffee work their magic on me,
as my will power melts under their saccharine glaze.
I succumb to the temptation of a sinful indulgence.
I gently pick up one, inhaling its flavorsome redolence.
The sugary sprinkles peck my lips, with a flirtatious tease.
A bite into the soft glazed buns, leaves me in raptures.
I revel in the tantalizing effect it has on my taste buds.
Satiated, my mouth drools a dulcet harmony.
Well, I guess I am forgiven
for committing adultery with my diet plan.
It was after all, just a onetime scrumptious affair!
Sadje’s WDYS # 103
Reena’s Xploration challenge # 202