Just life

#MMPoetryBattle prompt is: AMALGAM⚔️

The sun melts into the horizon
Amalgam of light and darkness
Where the lines are blurred
Between paradise and hell
Consumed by the ocean
Glitter hues of golden days
Now wrapped in tempests
Bellowing over troubled waters
Such is life – Moments of delight
Washed away by turbulent tides

Also features on #MMPoetryBattle week of Aug 12 highlights, with a couple of different words to meet the Tweet character limit: https://jdgreysonwrites.medium.com/poetry-battle-highlights-a945024a33e6

The butterfly

I have a corner seat in my office where I can lift the blinds from the tall glass window and glance outside. When I am writing and can’t find the right word or tone, or even mood, I just gaze outside or stand next to the glass trying to capture inspiration from a tiny piece of concrete- ensnared Universe.

When I lifted the blinds this morning, I saw a yellow butterfly in a small manicured green patch. Throughout the day I shivered in the office air conditioning while admiring the blue sky and the cotton candy clouds, imagining it to be a pleasant winter morning. The truth is after a week of regular Monsoon rainfall, the sun was back with vengeance. The washed sunlight was extremely harsh outside. I felt sad for the yellow helmet-clad cleaning and construction guys. Somehow, their work never seems to end.

The sun beat down upon them as they shoveled through their assigned chores. I wonder if they saw the butterfly, or the sky, or the white cloud drifting by. All I could do was sigh, return to my desk to work, and pay my taxes so that the world still goes around, and there is always a patch of grass that needs to be manicured. Such is life!

Fate lines

#FromOneLine

If I could count
The delicate lines
Offshoots and roots
Hidden in my palms;
Marking the map
Of my destiny
I may comprehend,
The forks and breaks
That twist of my fate
Conspiring to create
Hard wins and fails
In this medley of life
On a rollercoaster ride

Allure

#FromOneLine

With eyes like diamonds
And a sprinkling of gold dust
Adorning her eyelids
A dance of jeweled splendor
A tango, a salsa, not a misstep
A gaze to mesmerize into
The vortex of a constellation
Where each star conveys
Of my destiny interlocked
With hers, captivated, plundered
The allure of her iridescence
Dense yet brittle, all at once

Stones

#FromOneLine 216

I tore the sky apart
To capture the stars
In my calloused palms
They lost their shimmer
Lay in silence
Without a glimmer
No joy, no shine, no sparks
Far away from home
In a place so forlorn,
Against their will
Without a wish
Even stars became stones

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