“A moment of joy, An elixir of happiness, Inner fortune.”
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Too good to be true…
“Fancy labels and plastic smiles, Too good to be true, Are these new pair of shoes, Design cliches and marketing lies, That fooled me thrice, And will again; Offers and brand deals, And celebrity endorsements, All to sell a cheap bottle of perfume. They are…
Too little…
“Running out forever, It was never truly enough, Very precious time.”
Hour Fifteen- Winter Solstice
winter solstice the familiar warmth of i s o l a t i o n Note: This poem is written using an image prompt from hour nine.
A Strange Creature
“A sentient creature, Full of life and joy, I love my laptop.”
Hour 11: surviving
the twisted tree is hit by the storm grandma forgets me but remembers the young sapling right outside her home she checks on it hourly but walks carelessly to her bed getting scrapes she asks me questions gives me names that she likes the…
Hour 10: day it all began
let the sands of time turning as I relive each moment the day it all began I was only holding your hand on an evening over icecream fears, insecurities and doubts that nagged our paths melted with your touch this day when it all comes…
Text Prompt- Poem 10 Our Dog Bingo
Our Dog Bingo Was a hero He was full of valour A strong confident of Alsatian breed He brought our family joy He was very playful He will be remembered because of his bravery He protected our family He became a Guard dog He became…
Prompt Three: The City (NYC)
LOS ANGELES THOUGHTS Dirty big city . . . It shakes . . . Rattles . . . Lived there once . . . Make that twice . . . It has good points . . . When it’s not shaking . . . It’s…
Celebration of Life (Hour Two)
Celebration of Life I was taught to mourn and grieve. Birthed into the physical world, with a goal of transitioning back into consciousness is frown upon. I was taught the gates of heaven would not be open to me. Released into the purest from of…