Hour #10
My eyes met yours
And I knew in that instance
Without knowing you
That you were mine
And I was yours
And there was light
Light at the end of the tunnel
How cliché
I look, there’s no ray of sunlight
Nothing to direct my path
I keep trodding though
In hope to see this light
The journey is hard
But I keep going
The thought of light
Quickens my steps
And keeps me engaged
A glimpse of something afar
Grabs my attention
Each steps takes me closer
I brace myself
As the full ray of the sun embraces me
I found it!!
Light!
“You Will Be Found”
We’ve been through hurdles,
Drag apart by circumstances.
But if we are for each other,
We will be together.
Life has its way to joke us around,
Push us to the ground,
But what’s meant for you, is for you.
You will be found.
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Writer: M.E. Flores
Hour10, Image Prompt10
A World of Contradictions
It amazes me that the world is so full of contradictions
I’m sorry, I meant life is full of contradictions
I’m sorry, I mean living
I mean me
Me living life
Me living
Me alive
Me alive is the biggest oxymoron I can think of
Me alive is constantly thinking of ways to die
Me alive spends most of their time not living at all
Hour 9:
Last night I had a strange dream. We had moved into a cabin lost in the woods.
And as I kissed your hands on our pillow to say goodnight you asked:
Are we still queer when there’s noone around?
Hour 9 : Popcorn
Pops in with a buttery texture.
Mouthwatering sensation
As I open my cupboards
They always fall off at my feet
As if begging me to have them
I pick the packet up and say, Movie needs to be planned
Wondering how can I say that
Crunchy buttery, chewy
The aroma you spread
Makes me to scream with love
Oh! my dear popcorn, thank you for being there and always.
I Can Quit When I Want To
Each string of web-ination, wrought,
To gently bind the caught,
Though he may fight, for naught,
In the trap, pulled taunt.
Now habit bound,
Facebook bought
Freedom
Gone.
Hour 10 “Perfectly Imperfect” Anthony Ramos
You seemed perfect on the outside.
Landed it big in Hamilton, In the Heights, and in A Star is Born.
Engaged to your Hamilton co-star Jasmine. Life on top with a white picket fence of a promising future.
One night a TikTok video surfaced you at a strip club with a white girl.Your engagement ended abrupt. Broadway attendees spewed anger on social media platforms.
I give you the benefit of the doubt, I’m not naive. Just not quick to judge
when we don’t know what happens behind closed doors or white locked gates.
You’ve only turned thirty and seem not ready to settle down just yet.
Model for Tommy Hilfiger and compose song lyrics with YX.
You sing on Target commercials and talk on live IG.
Still appreciate your fandom and do your craft.
You become “the puzzle piece of my poem.”
Hypocrite
They said she was a hypocrite
because she changed
and they didn’t believe it.
Her words were different
Her actions, too.
She didn’t do what she used to do.
She got up once
at the front of the church
and told her story
but they wanted lunch –
didn’t want to hear
about glory.
Her life held true.
The change that changed her
was real and she felt new.
The hating hearts
didn’t understand
didn’t want to
So she pressed on
and found a place
where she could belong.
Orange candy
Hour -8
Childhood, when innocence used to be my biggest virtue…
when the world happened to be fair….
when tiny stuff gave me supreme joy,
Childhood when I dwelled in my fantasies …
When the world seems to be selfless
When all appeared to be backers
Childhood, when joy wasn’t referred to with money.
I just have a vague recollection of my Childhood
Childhood, when my every small effort
Was celebrated with joy
When I was awarded my favorite orange candy
By none other than our childhood bestie,
Who they call Granny.
That sweetness of candy was a delight
I got one after every race, even if I lost
When I was rewarded with my favorite candy
For my effort,
When losing winning was just a part of life,
the time when my life colors were bright
My childhood was the time when affection was pure…
tears dwell on my cheeks…
Every time I see the candies, it will give me Nostalgia forever.
my childhood will never come back but
the child in me will always be there
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Aditi Dixit
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