Category Archives: Weekend Writing Prompt
find a way
some files in my mind
which do not let me
forgive and forget
allow me to
live in the present
making my and others life
corrupt my mind to
over my brain
with its evil design
live in peace
If I had an option, I would have presented every Doctor I went for my treatment, with a typewriter.
They are the lot blessed with the most illegible handwriting, of course after me, but I’m no doctor so no one is compelled to read my writing except my poor teachers.
Nowadays Doctors are using computers but in the prescription sheet, they still oblige us, with the matter god knows who can understand.
The typewriters were the most modern thing for us, in my childhood, which was used in offices only. Or maybe some people who could afford personal typewriter used it. I was ignorant about that.
All my colleagues, in the office I worked, knew how to type with a good speed and that too without even a glance at the keyboard. I found it amazing.
Though I tried really very hard, this one skill I couldn’t master, yet.
I’m so happy, Elsie is back with her Weekly Poetry Challenge.
Bussokusekika Poetry – a pattern of 5-7-5-7-7-7 Tanka poem with an extra phrase of seven added on at the end.
Word Prompt- Raindrops
Thanks, Sammi for the prompts.
Prose Challenge – Write a story on any theme, with an upper limit of 250 words, set in the rain.
Poetry Challenge – Write an acrostic poem, where the first letter of each line spells “Raindrops” as it is read from top to bottom.
I was watching raindrops falling on the tree leaves and sliding down on the floor playing sliding game as we used to do in our childhood.
We siblings used to drench in the rains requesting mother to make hot pakoras and tea.
She did, after scolding for dirtying the house with mud but the fun digested everything.
Though old had taken such fun away, but we had our share of fun.
So calming down and enjoying the bicker of rain against the glass window is still so much fun.
The first shower of monsoon made me nostalgic.
I went out to get some fun and get drenched as I did in the childhood.
My neighbors, hearing me sneezing hard and shivering poured advises, like what I should do and what should I take.
Someone brought black pepper Rasam, the best cure for the cold, while the other one ginger tea. They did not rest until they made me change my wet clothes and wrapped me in the blanket.
They started telling each other all sorts of stories about how a simple cold can cause pneumonia or some other dangerous disease if not treated properly and one even recited how her distant relative died after suffering from a simple looking cough and cold.
Between all this hullabaloo one thing became clear that everyone is a doctor of some sort and my neighbors loved and cared for me their old neighbor and am not a lonely and abandoned person in this world.
Prose Challenge – Write a story in 250 words about something seen out of the corner of the eye. Choose from one of the following genres:
- Fantastical – about a fairy or other mythological creature or
- Horror – about a monster or ghost etc
Poetry Challenge – Write a poem in five lines, where each line is no longer than 10 words, inspired by either the word prompt or the photo prompt.
My sixth sense alerts
Someone is watching you
I turn around and glimpse
Two soulful eyes full of intense love
Inviting me to fall in love
Weekend Writing Prompt #46 – Patience
Prose Challenge – Write a fable on the theme of patience.
Poetry Challenge – Write a haiku inspired by the word prompt.
Patience, dear, patience
You will get what you deserve
Thus consoled my heart