Three Line Tale #21: No Foolery!

Why stare at me like that? No, this is no show of foolery! I'm an artiste, I feel happy filling your life with rainbows and dreams.... This post was written in response to Three Line Tales 243. I thank Sonya for hosting this challenge. The challenge was to write three lines inspired from the prompt.... Continue Reading →

Back home?

Back into the old familiar vennel,Yet the heart thumps hard within,Quick shivers conduct through,With each step, as the door nears,My dreaded soul, quick at it's heels,To run miles away, the other end,In dire straits, becoming onerous,To put myself together, to face her,Back home, here, after several years,Will she welcome me with open arms,Or doors remain... Continue Reading →

From the heights

Pulling through the multitudeI did make it! Reached the topThat highest point, overpeeringThe tiny world, its tiny beingsBut before I could cherish allThat I did have, that I'd achievedI found myself engulfed in thatThick, blinding fog of lonelinessStrangulating, sweeping over meAnd somehow the will to live died… Thank you! ©Aashi D Parekh

The Megaliths

The magnificent megalithsStand in pride, singing ofThe glory of the long pastThe grandeur of the valiantThe sacred customs emulatedThey, the uncivilized geniusesThat did worship the forcesThat did kindle their artistryBringing about the greatestCivilizations- the beginningTheir gift to the mankind.... This post was written in response to the Weekend Writing Prompt. The challenge was to write... Continue Reading →

Life goes on…..

Under that gold sun, sweating all day longDirecting the truck through city throngsWhen sun sinks below the horizon, alongDarkness swallows, their wearies strongThe nightly custom, a wait so prolongedThe two pals meet to sing of a day so long In narrow cobbled street, under lights' glowUnclear words flowing thru a puff or twoMerry laughter banishes... Continue Reading →

Six Word Story #18- Water

Calm waters reflected her lost soul. This post was written in response to Six Word Story Prompt- Water. The challenge was to write a six word story on the word Water. I thank Shweta for hosting this challenge. Thank you! ©Aashi D Parekh

Adventurer

Setting all those maps on fireLoading a bag full of thrillsTaking those roads never takenCause directions are delusiveHinder new ways to be exploredI roll under the abstract skiesLike that lone stone, hot to trotTo explore every nook and cornerOf the small sphere all aroundTo embrace those strong windsThat conspire to blow againstAdrenaline rushing through my... Continue Reading →

Inside the box

After putting on my best thinking cap and working my brain all around the clock, I did painfully realize that my thoughts were like two drops of water in the dead dreary desert mind of mine. Before I could capture them they would just evaporate in thin air, leaving me with absolutely nothing to write... Continue Reading →

Six Word Story #17- Motivation

Children motivated mother to learn English. This post was written in response to Six Word Story Prompt- Motivation. The challenge was to write a six word story on the word Motivation. I thank Shweta for hosting this challenge. Thank you! ©Aashi D Parekh

Sonnet: On such a night…

On such a night, when the skies blushed pinkCherishing the bloom of a new moon brightDazzling stars sung in unison, on sky's brinkOur hearts, resonating, in rhythm rightRolling waters kissing the sands, serenadeRustling leaves, whisper of love, to winds fairAnd sweet silence echoes, this lovely gladeSecluding us from that world, a fading lairMy eyes playing... Continue Reading →

Three Line Tale #19: Journey

Being very excited on exploring the beauty of Serenissima, with her love, Amanda waited for Dariel at the spot they had decided. She frantically gave eager glances at her watch, every minute or so. At once, the skipper from within the water taxi alighted asking her, "Ma'am are you waiting for me?", taking off his... Continue Reading →

Three Line Tale #18: Awakening

Yes dear Cory, in the same flea market, I took to pickpocketing, that being my first and the last time. "How did that happen, grandpa?", questioned little Cory. I slyly got my hands on a man's wallet, having a photograph, probably of his beloved and next something within me struck: I was not only stealing... Continue Reading →

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