
My journey ends here Not conversant what lies beyond Hope nothing dreadful
Idyllic sea view Blissful colorful sunrise Eathereal moment
Sharing lovingly Without discrimination Beautiful bonding
Mute Spectator
I thought
Time is the pilot
To lead me in journey of my life
It would teach me the skills
To forget the pain
To face the storms
To keep balance in all difficult situations
But in the end
I found
Time is
Just a mute spectator
Of your arrival
Your journey
And your departure
It neither stops you
Nor forces you
You learn by yourself
The art of living
It does not fly by
It just stands still
Allowing you
To be the pilot of your life
Learn to keep the balance
To sail through storms
Learn by own mistakes
Be responsible for your decisions
And bear
The consequences
ADVICE
So!
you want to be sculpted
and put on a high pedestal
worshiped and remembered
and revered by
coming generations
but
beware
of your deeds
the good one will give care and protection
but
the bad one will leave you to
the mercy of pigeons' poop
ignored a wound scars remained physical emotional infection influencing mind mind in chaos unhappy unconvinced unsure unsatisfaction camping in the mind total disorder peace gone self-esteem at the lowest never leave a wound unattended every wound needs a closure
Treacherous Man
He takes off his mask
Presents impudently
Keep it as a souvenir
Says indecorously
To woo another innocent
He puts on a different mask
His suaveness makes
It’s an easy task
The more the merrier
Says the treacherous rat
And walks off to add
More feathers in his hat
The day he’s caught
And gets a good hiding
Hang him till death
Victims will be shouting
Coldness creeps along
Devours warmth of love
Uninviting
Deserted path
Uninviting
Deserted hut
Painfully silent trees
offer
No comfort
Tired feet
Cry for rest
Path ends
But
Not
The
Journey
Just Pay Me Enough
I remember so vividly the day we met
It was my interview for the job but I felt the connect
The team was so good and the promises of growth, even better
I was on the moon when I got the appointment letter
I was full of zeal and energy
To show that passion and ambition, mine and yours were, in complete synergy
I worked hard to contribute the best I could
And you appreciated it all as a leader should
Together you had said we will grow
I agreed to your every word without beating a brow
The days were good, weeks better
I worked hard to keep up with your directives in words and letter
Time flew and together we grew
Your appreciation would make us happy, at times one and at times a few
There were opportunities from your peers and foes
But we were your team and they always would get our no’s
Time changed with the slump and slowdown
But we stayed with you agreeing not to bow down
There were no raises and there were no increments
But we never looked elsewhere and stuck by you through these predicaments
Then came the pandemic that made us all shiver
But my trust in you did not even once quiver
I thought we would see the times through together
Grow out of it with our bonds yet stronger
Then came the news of redundancies and layoff
But it didn’t bother me as I thought I have the bonds of togetherness to show off
Struck me like a blow that my name was on the list
I took it in my stride as I thought you would have tried everything against the tryst
How much money you want when you asked
I was taken aback was the bond of togetherness all masked
I am not greedy don’t want a fortune
But wish you could hold my hand till the times were more opportune
Can I put a value on the gone by time?
And forget my zeal, enthusiasm, hard work of years just over a chime?
I wish you well know your monies will come as once again you reach your prime
So just pay me enough to buy back that opportune time
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #74
PROMPT
The prompt this week is a collage. Pick any one element of it (a picture or quote), or more and let the thoughts flow. The choice is yours.
I beg to differ
Not everyone is a moon
With dark side to hide
Maybe with few flaws
Visible or invisible
Nothing which
A little attention
Awareness or a strong cannot mend
Maybe
They are Stars
small or big
bright or dim
or
A small candle
Perhaps
Giving light to others
Burning till the wax melts
Divine blessing indeed
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Where creativity meets passion!
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