In the shade, she stood
with hopes estranged elsewhere
loneliness creeping in.
Written for Haiku Horizons prompt – Shade.
A week full of writing
Wasn’t that exhausting
Still, the fun wasn’t tiring
That’s what I’m sharing
If we were having coffee
Treasures we dug together
Shared with each other
Resources we cherish forever
True life saver they were
Map to keep us on path
Distributed with faith
Mundane or important, a day
Worthy of a say
And sent a letter
That someone deserved
A guest of honor
Interviewed with manner
Coffee to share with fond
Adieu to the festival of words.
I am participating in the 7-day Festival of Words hosted by Write Tribe. Day 7 prompt is ‘If we were having coffee’.
I’m in love with you
Since I learned to read,
Words I loved,
To write and read,
To express and learn
To build a world of mine
With words and only words.
Yet, today, I fail
To express my unwavering love for you
In words rhyming and fancy
Dripping with charm and grace.
Together we may not be the best
You are the companion I seek
When I am lost.
I will be lost forever
Like a floating rock in the space
If not for you
And that’s true
So very true.
I am participating in the 7-day Festival of Words hosted by Write Tribe. Day 5 prompt is ‘Write a letter’.
Today my son’s school reopened after the summer holidays. Two months and twelve days – that’s how long the holidays were. It felt strange to be at home without him today, for both his little brother and I.
I was trying hard to remember my routine from two months ago. My ten-month-old has changed his schedule since then. Plus the move to a new apartment just two days ago has changed the feel of everything.
Once again, it’s time to make new routines. To settle into new routines.
Here’s a poem I wrote for my son on his new beginning as a second grader.
Goodbye, mindless surfing and sleeping in
Welcome, lessons and homework
And a lot of playtimes
Another school year is here
Your days are busy once again
Learn Math and English, sure,
Don’t forget to make friends new
Learn to fight and share
Make memories plenty
To miss these moments later
Go on, enjoy the days of fun.
I am participating in the 7-day Festival of Words hosted by Write Tribe. Day 4 prompt is ‘Feature a day in your life or someone else’s life’.
engulfed in chaos, mind refuses to work
scattered pile of words,
yet, at a loss of words,
to articulate I suffer
sunset, sky, and clouds,
sunrise, breeze, and rainbows,
stars, moon, and dewdrops
painting magic together
Nature, a treasure trove of inspiration,
a resource to cherish all year long,
giving direction to my words
I am participating in the 7-day Festival of Words hosted by Write Tribe. Poem written for Day 2 for the prompt ‘Share about a resource/s you have or use’.
Dear to me the most
In my family I trust
Treasure I hold close
Treasure I hold close
In my family I seek
Love and warmth I crave
Love and warmth I crave
In my family I find
My dearest treasure.
I am participating in the 7-day Festival of Words hosted by Write Tribe. Haiku written for Day 1 for the prompt ‘Write about a treasure you have’.
There they stood tall, together,
Shoulder to shoulder
Sunny or rainy,
Swayed to the tunes
Of wind, together.
and Skywatch Friday.
He sneaked in without tipping her off and propped himself in the corner. Well hidden from her sight, she won’t find him now, he thought playfully.
He decided not to reveal his presence for now and continued spying on her. He wanted to be well prepared before she could even doubt his presence anywhere near her, else she will call in reinforcements ruining his plans.
No, let her get comfortable and he will get hold of her off guarded and make her head wither in pain before she could pop the pills and get rid of him, thought the migraine cunningly.
I am starting off with a weekly series of Five Sentence Fiction every Tuesday here. The above story is written for the prompt HIDE. Feel free to join me with your Five Sentence Fiction using Hide as prompt in the comments. I would love to read yours.
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