#DarkLines prompt – doorway to the end
He did not want to walk through
The doorway to the end
He held my hands, pleading for time
But he had to let go!
Old man, I whispered, years later
Nothing’s changed – still no Utopia
We have a war, a recession
False prophets, greedy men
The plague and climate change
We haven’t learned – it’s all the same!
#FromOneLine ☆ Friday Challenge ☆
I opened my eyes
To the blazing starlights
Wrapped in reveries of love
That once was wild and young
Now succumbed to words
Creating a yawning cavern
With unbridled harshness
No bridge to cover the distance;
That wayward moment beckons
With melting goodbyes
To let go of all the gripe
Follow the beloved
Where the paths diverted,
And in that sleepless night
I heard the creak of longing –
There was one shoe on the step
This Thanksgiving, I woke up to some heartwarming news. One of my favorite poems, written with much tenderness, has found a special place in a book. My poem is now a part of this collection of writings and illustrations from over 160 creatives inspired by the opening line “If I were a house.”
This fourth collection of #FromOneLine writings is a collaborative project with Sleep Pod – All profits raised from the sale of this title will go to Sleep Pod, to support the incredible work they do in helping keep rough sleepers and refugees warm and dry.
FromOneLine – If I were a house, anthology is now live on Amazon and available to purchase in the US and UK. An eBook version will be available in the next couple of days. In India, the book is also available on pothi.com.
“Thank you so much for being part of this book. I hope you are as pleased with the end result as I am, and I hope that together we can raise lots of funds for Sleep Pod, whilst also giving your words and artwork extra wings to travel around the world.”
Note from Meghan Dargue of the Kobayaashi Studios
As I rejoice for being a part of this global community of creatives, my heart is filled with gratitude for the day, I discovered the #FromOneLine prompt on Twitter. I loved the writing challenge and it soon became a part of my creative routine. I admire Meghan Dargue’s artwork, as I get the first glimpse of the book in this video. She is a talented artist and a wonderful person. I want to give a loud shoutout to Meg for not only bringing the creatives together but for always being kind, gentle, and encouraging in her communication. She helps us make the world better with words and drawings.
#FromOneLine ☆ Friday Challenge ☆ was an interesting one.
My finger hovered over ‘skip intro’
Even before I could decide
I was swiftly pushed inside
The chaos and the drama
I participated, unsure if I enjoyed
The attention-seeking cacophony
Of false pitches by fake people;
Constant hustle to reach the top
Until the ones at the pinnacle
They began slipping off
When all their lies were caught
Ambition dead, now a corpse
With a frail, petulant voice
“Bring me more people,” he said.
In the morning solitude
The frost slowly melts
On cold glass doors
Touched by the first rays
Of a subdued winter sun
You can almost hear it;
The crunch of breaking apart
Atoms split, dreams depart
Just pale lonely droplets
Sliding down the panels
Gently trickling into oblivion!
Blue Pen Strokes 