Describe your dream chocolate bar. the crusty exterior hard and stiff A faint taste worth a sniff lust filled teeth pry open the crust tongue waits for chocolate that’s about to burst it spills it all disappoint it doesn’t it oozes aplenty restrain it doesn’t the chocolate flows coating the fingers moves down the wristsContinue reading “Dripping and Oozing”
Tag Archives: dailyprompt
Friend indeed #musette
What quality do you value most in a friend? A friendavailableAlwaysYou canDepend on friendBlindlyIn needWho is a friendIndeed A #musette is friend. It has a beautiful rhythm I know there will be a friend who will read. Thank you friend for reading ❤️ I recommend you call a friend today. Just pick up the phoneContinue reading “Friend indeed #musette”
Union
There is a part of me Unbridled There is the other one Tethered One yearns to be Yoked One pines to be Free One day they will meet It would be an interesting Sight to see
Yun hi aksar
मैं सोचता हूँ ये अक्सर की ये दुनिया जो बह रही है चंचल, बेसब्र नदी की तरह किस तरफ़ का रुख़ है इसका कौनसे सागर में जा मिलती है ये आख़िर कहाँ उसका ठिकाना है बस बह रही है अटखेलियाँ लिए तेज़ कदमों से बस यूँ ही
I am awake
I sleep I dream I do whatever I want … I wake up I forget I am dreaming I do whatever is right
How can I be free?
What does freedom mean to you? How can I be free when all I do is to tie myself in knots I create for myself what I must do and a list that I dare not —- How can I be free if in my mind I seek to be free That seed of seekingContinue reading “How can I be free?”
Breath
we breath out you breath in we are connected we never killed you you are killing us
A place of no return
What place in the world do you never want to visit? Why? I don’t want to go to a place from where I can’t return ‘Permanence’ looks good apparently but it’s the most scariest thing So a BIG NO to the Place of no return
I am learning still
Describe something you learned in high school. what I learned was not part of the books I sat dreamy looking more outside the window than inside The scratches of the chalk and the shrill voice of the teacher were sometimes a distraction or sometime a bizarre music there I learned to live in my headContinue reading “I am learning still”
My Tales Within 