
The headphones
Connected seamlessly
Snuggly fitting
the ears
My music flowed
Into the mind
And then
the world changed
Everyone
moved in rhythm
In tune with
my rhythm
my music

The headphones
Connected seamlessly
Snuggly fitting
the ears
My music flowed
Into the mind
And then
the world changed
Everyone
moved in rhythm
In tune with
my rhythm
my music
What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?
A Smile
All the while there
On lips
Happy
In every step
A skip
A smile
stays with me on
My trip

As the wheels move
Into the inferno
Hungry flames leap
ever ready to devour
The flesh burns
And the ashes remain
Putrid smell narrating
the gruesome galore
There breaks
The unseen mortal thread
Nothing to carry,
No singing of a lore
Yet it tugs
On the heavy hearts
That still beat
Despite not existing anymore
For only there
and nowhere else
Itβs existence remains
Where it lives for evermore

Water and the lights
Their dance is mesmerising
They take many shapes
#haiku


I stay amazed
Curious
That the earth rotates
And I think the sun revolves around me
That the colour that they reject
Is what I see in them
That I like the light
But hate the heat
I need a mirror to see myself
The real me I never see
And the world I see
Keeps me amazed
And curious

Few words
escaped my clamped cage
grouping together
They climbed up on the stage
They were incited
by the persuasive thought
One that ignited the mind
to go boldly, beyond the taught
In a group
there is a shared courage
Afraid and trembling, no more
They stand together on the stage
Up on the stage
They gather up in a sentence
Speaking loud and clear
Fearlessly breaking the learnt pretence
And then they spoke
to the many ears
Some moved, in melancholy
Some shedding customary tears
The thought had moved
now it echoed in other minds
The words are resonating
And they are no longer just mine
Out of the cage
In the air
Singing along
Without a care
#WDYS
http://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2024/07/29/what-do-you-see-247-29-july-2024/

Pain shrieks
Ears hear it Loud
And clear
Eyes watch
The macabre
Stoned dry
Mind stays
comfortably
numbed
The popular song Pink Floyd βComfortably Numbβ always made sense. Especially in these times of eerily silent cacophony.
#musette
If you could bring back one dinosaur, which one would it be?
If I could
I would
It would be neat
Any one of them
Would be good
If me, they donβt eat


Does my scrawl
Figure on your scroll
Do my verse
Travel across to your universe
I wonder
And when it does
Does your eyes linger
And stop the fidgety finger
Do the words penetrate
Does your heart resonate
I wonder
And if it does
There must be a sign
That creates the perfect rhyme
Of the song in me
Echoing in you
As I scrawl
I wonderβ¦
Claps are the fuel
For performance
Audience are essential
For performance
Performance is necessary
for claps
Yes, we all write for ourselves.
Fueled by the surge of emotions
but claps are essential
to keep the fire burning.
Faraway, we sit,
reading on the glowing screens.
Momentarily connected.
Feeling and resonating the same emotions.
These moments are priceless.
I am glad for all of us who are writing and pouring out our emotions and creating these connection.
So itβs many claps to all of us πππππππππ
So do keep the claps coming
Like if you do
Follow if you like π
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