#SenseWrds is an interesting #writing #prompt as it challenges the #writer to not include the given prompt words. Here is my take on the three words – hollow, street, and winding. #VisualArt is generated using Wombo Dream AI.
They ran through the alleys Children, free of all care; For a game of hide-and-seek In the yonder orchard They stopped a bit for a peek In the hole of the tree trunk Where a bird had laid eggs They climbed up to branches Bursting with succulent fruit; Then, scrambled down hurriedly Before being caught red-handed
In a world without wars The children are not Separated from homes Escaping buried destinies In shell-shocked rubbles Clinging to rickety boats With tattered hopes To be washed ashore Swept into the sand As twisted deadwood To be long forgotten By the ailing world Only to be lamented In the gnawing pain Of those who cared But were powerless To control the bloodlust Of men sans conscience
Squeaky unoiled hinges Of swings in the park Sweaty breeze in the face Games in an idyllic noon Clang of metallic toy ponies Multi-hued flying frisbees Muddy barefoot squeals Merry-go-round treble Run and hide, hide and seek Playing till night descends Yes, freedom of innocence Long lost, yet dearly craved!
Tiny tots like him walk to school on weekdays with siblings, trotting dangerously along the edge. It is scary but they look unperturbed, their cheeks red under the clear mountain sun.
The month of June brings back memories of summer vacations and travels to lands far and fair. In June 2017, our family of 3 went to Sikkim with family friends and relatives. I took notes on my phone, posting them along with pictures on my Facebook page. I bring them out here to share impressions that stay forever.
Lachen Monastery, Sikkim
We were soaking in the blue skies, admiring the mountains, and the peace, letting our prayers flutter in the wind, along with the prayer flags.
They run through The sunlit grove Summer in their hair Sweat clinging to strands Sun-kissed now Sunburnt at dusk It bothers not much For childhood is about Fruit orchards Yellow fields An amusing prank here A scraped knee there Making memories Before the sun sets!