morning sunmakes a surprised appearancestifled sighs of the nightchirping on branchesinspire hope withnew address Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #63
Resilience – A Seox
Baptism
I wish you would askbefore I hold my breath tightbeliefs drowning meMy core struggles to break freefrom weight of imposed dogmas Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Expressions
I recall the launch of a book, “My Daughter’s Mum” by Natasha Badhwar. She addresses inter-religious marriages in her book. A sentence she spoke stayed with me: “There was so much silence around the topic at home that I needed to break it with a book.” Silence helps us buy peace by sitting on the … Continue reading Expressions
Give us a glimpse of the leader
leader steps forwardshadows stretch behind the glowlight crowns the silence What Do You See #338 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pG9rZZ_UCG4 There are previously published poems I found relevant to this prompt on Light and Shadows.
Amnesia
youth smiled thro’ tightened expressionsof amnesia;made people wonderwhat the accident did to him. He had stopped digging into an unhappy pastevery nightand emerging years olderin the morning with no past to rememberhe farmed fresh memoriesevery day Quadrille #246
EOD (End-of-Day)
muscles achescattered mindneeds focus eyelids droopguilt hits hardI must write a page callsa thought screamsI am home Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Windows
I commuted to college in the local trains of Mumbai, back when they were not closed and air-conditioned. A window seat was a morning prize; standing at the door in the evening, the wind rushing against your face felt like a release. Road traffic drifted below, and the rectangular windows in buildings became silent openings … Continue reading Windows
Whose Burden is it?
Does the crematorium rememberthe gist of ashesor values of bones floating in rivers?-remnants of a life lived with conviction-blessings, curses gathered by action The soul’s journeydoes not obliteratebitterness or loveleft behind. It’s the burden of impacted lives Quadrille #245
Ache
dark thoughtson white paperpour out from bleeding heartspotless ambience no relieffrom pain What Do You See #335
Painted Boat
I painted the silhouette of a boat on the ocean of despair. Its outline was fragile, yet it carried the promise of passage. My hands found the oars, hesitant at first, then steady. Each stroke disturbed the depths, raking up opportunities, buried like pearls in the silt. The boat was no miracle; it was a … Continue reading Painted Boat
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