Today, the challenge of NaPoWriMo is to write a poem that reacts both to photography and to words in a language not your own. Begin with a photograph. Now find a poem in a language you don’t know. Ignore any accompanying...
05 Apr
06 Oct
thunderous waves never plundered my spirits neither hurricane ravaged my vigour dusk never dawned encumbrance for darkness shrouded my existence unscathed by the disparaging world I was wounded only one time but contusions spurn to heal I’ve been in...
21 Aug
taste of cheering spring garnishes the nature’s pie spirits come alive The post follows the prompt “taste” given by Haiku Horizons for week#182.
05 Mar
The sun was bright, but there was no light. The sky was clear, yet my mind was gripped with fear. The birds were flying, but my heart was crying. The day was new, yet my hopes were few.