petite delight angels your light is magnificent like bedtime story wrapped in lullaby but inside the glass cage of countless days imprisoned freedom then perished, broken over time wings start to fall, consumed and pain is beyond mended no longer a bewitching dancing lights the soul at last conclude that time has been suspended oldContinue reading “Fireflies”
her one relished joy swirling in unrestrained burst as she sprinkles grace broken hearts dropped on side road twilight seized the street and town Eugis’s Weekly Prompt – Swirling
(I) cold frost still lingers lichening wildly on vines the lone spirit stands (II) naked and lonely it whistles tirelessly summoning love birds Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge no. 215 – Poet’s Choice! This time I offer you another sketch of a tree and two haikus to accompany the sketch. Hence, what I actually offer thisContinue reading “A Lone Soul”
sky is darker now find only gripping silence your scent is nowhere this used to be our playground back when we owned the forest A response to Cee’s Black & White Challenge – Steps/Ladders in the form of ekphrastic poetry using a tanka form. The image shown in this photo belongs to the author ofContinue reading “Old Playground”
Disuse and run down, it needs a desperate run up, before soon run out. Please visit Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge with Steps or Ladders for prompt. Can’t help to add a haiku. Image above belongs to the author of this blog, Erlyn Olivia.
between past and present moving along shadows in between moon and stars there was a thin line where they stood across from each other, him and her staring, and despite everything she’d tried everything she’d dare to imagine she knew better never cross that line!
It was a lazy Saturday afternoon after giving a talk in a seminar earlier that day for over two hours and my body felt like crashing when a notification showed up on my cell phone, telling me that I had a message on my Instagram account. I dismissed it as just another click ofContinue reading “How Opening My Chakras has Changed Me”
Don’t judge the depth of a river by the amount of ripples it has on the surface Don’t judge a woman by her looks, her decision or chosen words Don’t say things you’re not meant from your heart For sorry is only a delayed regret and when it comes there’s no stopping it Continue reading “The Power of Words”
no wind, rain or sun can kill the lonely spirit inside, chasing ghost Originally posted on December 2014 in gratituderoad.weebly.com