Masking my scars, With bloodied veil of courage.. I smile, I survive!
Footsteps – Tuesday Writing Prompt – GO DOG GO CAFÉ
Obscuring my view, Like firm "footsteps of the mind", Your words trample me. This path I can hike no more, With blistered trust, I elude!
Fake Advertising – Three Line Tales
It was a deal of her lifetime, the one she wished not to refuse; selling off her soul to the advertising "devil" in hopes of "fake-positive" reviews. Deceiving and defrauding society was now closely associated with her name; conning, swindling the innocents, she became the best at the infamous fraud game. Life comes with it's own terms and conditions, alas, she'd forgotten; all that glitters is not always gold, sometimes the offer expires and treaties are broken!
Lesson For Life – Haiku
Uniquely special, Beyond the realms of normal.. Just be your own self!
Gold Rush – Three Line Tales
Breaking barriers, Crushing archaic dogmas. She dove to win gold!
The Waiting – Haiku
Shamelessly exposed, Deprived of human embrace, She awaits the end!
Survival Instincts – Haiku
I float and I swim, Against the high tides I win. Survival instincts?
Invisible Lover – In Other Words
Desiring your consideration, I have cried a million tears. "Invisible" to your complacency, I have died a million deaths. Inconspicuous indulgence! Your nearsightedness annihilates me, I can no longer take this any more. I wonder how can you be so unseeing and my love be so obscure?
Peaceful Warrior – Three Line Tales
It wasn’t easy being a girl in her country, especially when men decided, regularized and approved what women wore and did. From being disowned by her patriarchal community for wearing a revealing "suit" and for showing off her skin a little too much and too often, To surviving skepticism and finally winning a “gold” at the Olympics, Sana endured more than just some uneven bars and balance beams!
Mama Gaia – Haiku
Meshed in crimson, Equivocally divine. My "Mama Gaia!"