savior

Laughter

in the shadows,

startling yet familiar;

that some one has finally come-

Savior!?

Fireworks Tan Renga

after fireworks

the silence is clearer

darkness is deeper

~

eyes look upon the dark sky

awaiting another blaze

* Written in response of Carpe Diem’s Tan Renga Challenge # 4.

* The intriguing haiku is written by Bjorn Rudberg. The challenge was to write a couplet, two verses of 7 syllables each, complimenting the haiku.

Here is another one,

after fireworks

the silence is clearer

darkness is deeper

~

ears keep on buzzing with sounds

eyes glisten with faded light

opposite twins

opposite twins

residing in a dark alcove,

guarded by demonic angels

fighting for eternity;

.

the first calls for light

to enter the chamber

and is ready to traverse

along the labyrinth of emotions;

.

the other one ceases the struggle,

unspoken, move towards

the darkest part of the prison

and glare at his other half-

.

better or not,

with those dead eyes;

the former shrugs in response

and go to join the worse division;

.

some time will pass out

and another battle would surge

between the two brothers,

rooted in the same soul.

* Written in response to the dVerse Writing Prompt

Light and Dark

The thoughts of light had come to haunt her once again, when she was safely cocooned in her darkness.

“Why? Why do they come back?” she cried but there was nothing she could do. She had to face them because they were as real to her as her darkness.

She had left any hope for a bright future and was finally accepting her light-less fate. After falling down again and again, she had accepted her defeat against her demons who were now ruling her from within.

“Let me be alone. Let me be.”

The white glimpses of the happiness, the word she had forgotten, wouldn’t stop tormenting her. They were there to kill the very essence of her soul.

“Please go away. Please, I beg you,” she whimpered, suffocating in the brightness of those thoughts.

They were the instruments of her demons only to end whatever was left of her.

.

*Written in response to VisDare Writing Prompt.

wordle challenge- nude impression

the nude impression

of the sylph,

adorned with

the power of enticing lust

and the beauty of touch;

the incarnation of Aphrodite,

gifted by Persephone;

departing

to the seamless darkness

underground,

away from the world

of somatic tethers,

away from

the blinding light.

Know more about this challenge here:-

http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2013/05/26/prompt-5-wordle-challenge/#comment-5805