If my best everis voted for today,would I try everto better myself? Would I regret,tomorrows forget,and live as I am,a so-called best? Tonight, I seekan answer to me;Is the best ever,really for forever,or can I do better? Written for a variety of themes: 1. Poetic Asides, Day 20 – “The Best Ever” poem.2. Sunday Scribbling … Read moreThe best ever..?
Life has taken away my strength; sorrows inflated by heated thoughts sent my way by others. Sometimes I have no hope, no will, not even in death. I’m dead to they who matter most to me. Sometimes, words hurt more than silence. I seek escape. I want to fly away, but I have no wings. … Read moreStranded
A Dream Fallen Speaks to me As I elude hopes Of its revival Its voice calls Echoes “I’m Dead.” It Works The plan Now I chase Refuse to give up The smile on my face Alive still Fallen No More The poem comprises of two Fibonacci-Reverse Fibonnaci combination. A Fibonacci poem has no limitation on … Read moreFallen?
Disclaimer: All characters and incidents in this story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to any people, dead or alive, or incidents in real life is purely co-incidental. I can still remember my childhood days. There were only three of us, but we had the biggest house in the village. Kala Bungla was how the local … Read moreThe Rose
She was always aroused instantly by his music. Some note of it would touch her soul, and she couldn’t ignore it. Her eyes pointedly met his. She knew she wasn’t just a tool to him. She danced for his tunes. People applauded. She whispered, “I love you.” The lid dropped. Her love was covered again. … Read moreCovered
That big TV pooch, Mr. Paws Touched a table, broke a vase Wondered if he’d be recluse If owner saw that breaking news Written for Lots of Laughter (Clerihew) and Theme Thursday (Break) Image from ClipArt Today, found through Google Images