Lines written for #FromOneLine 289
Without notice,
The morning took a turn;
I swiftly changed my course
To pursue it beyond the bend
Truth be told, it was needed
This change of events
I pranced behind it
Eager to see, where it lead
Maybe away from the madness
Of the daily grind,
That dare beckons us each day
Into our miserable existence.
Lines written for #FromOneLine 287
There is something in the walls
The swirls: Moving inside
Changing colors
A strobe here
A flash there
As eons rush past
Behind the barricades
Of this world
And the others
Beyond reach
It’s surprising how vivid
Fireworks can seem
To the drowning eyes
Of a refugee
Lines written for #FromOneLine 278
I waited until midnight
For the moon to blossom
Like a batik print stamp
On indigo-dyed fabric,
To whisper stories
Scripted on handmade paper
Sprinkled with stars
And cursive letters
Dipped in darkest inks
From the unending horizons.
Lines written for #FromOneLine prompt 274
I know it’s strange,
How glances across streets
And chance meetings
In crowded hallways,
A picnic in the groves
Or a hike in the hills
Is not how we find love
These wistful days.
We let algorithms match us
In a digital space,
And all that matters
Are the resulting scores
In the closest perimeter.
Lines written for #FromOneLine 272
Take me back to when
Flickering dust from
Burnt sunsets touched me
With pangs of loneliness
And I merged with
The inky hues of night
Caressing the emptiness;
In the pain was born
The finest prose,
Poetry so tender,
And a never-ending love
For eternal solitude.
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