Falling in love

If I had one more heart

I would readily give it to you

And to you and

perhaps to you too!

But you see, the one I had,

Is already taken

Yet everyday, I keep falling in love

For my senses are so easily enraptured

I fall in love with your sunrise

I fall in love with my dusk

I fall in love with traditional cooking

When the heady aromas envelop

I romance aromatic baking

For it brings a smile on my kids’ faces

Makes my home smell heavenly

And store bought cookies replaces

I fall in love with the angelic tangle of arms and legs

now asleep without a care

Whose sibling rivalry and revelry fill my home and heart

As well as my life and soul

I fall in love with your words, your turn of phrase

What you say and what you leave unsaid

I fall in love with the verses that reach out to me,

The stories that only your mind can create

Your unique experience that you kindly share

I fall in love with the pictures of blooms and pets you send

I fall in love with the magic of movies

And their world of wondrous make- believe

I fall in love with many a books

Their life like characters and their authors

And the belief and conviction that they portray

I fall in love with the music I listen to,

The singer, the writer and the musician

I fall in love with the raindrops falling

The overcast skies and the crescent moon

I fall in love hopelessly and completely everyday

And as my whimsical heart waxes and wanes in love

The one who captured my heart many moons ago

Sits in a corner looking indulgently

At the shenanigans of my wayward heart

He draws me close and holds my hand and says

” Your heart is not my captive, let it love and love freely

As long as I have a place in your heart

Accommodate as many loves as you can”

Thus, in freeing my heart, he captures it again.

Re-emergence

Tripping on the circumstances beyond my control

I fell face first in the inviting, balmy waters of the Acheron

I wanted to wallow in its wretched whorls

allowing despair to drown me to the depths

and let misery gore my heart bit by bit

the warmth of woes washed over my visage

melancholy warbled soothingly

the keening waters building a tumuli over my willing flesh

but the bare bleached bones of sadness rattled me so much

I surfaced, extricating myself from its fierce embrace.

The urge to erase all painful memories

took me to the banks of the serene Lethe

flowing so quietly and invitingly

I experimentally dipped my toe gingerly

feeling all troubles seep away

limb by limb, lighter I felt

as lethargy pinned me down lovingly

the flotsam of pain was jettisoned away

threads of my thoughts unspooled in slow motion

and my jumbled ideas floated by

oh, the luxury of oblivion enveloped me tenderly

it could have been my forever home

but the curiosity of what next refused to fade away

pushing me ashore to bid unwilling adieu to cowardice!

I re-enter the world of reality

which bears the curse of the Phlegethon and the Cocytus

no longer death is a passport to the Hades

we are the inhabitants of the living hell

human life is not even worthy of statistics now

we die like flies for the sport of the powerful few

and yet, a handful, continue to chronicle the truth!

Hi everyone! I hope you all are well. I had a wonderful break. Will catch up with your posts soon.

Break

Hi everyone!

Just wanted you all to know I am taking a break from blogging for a while. It could be a few days or stretch to a month.

I am well… emotionally, mentally and physically. I just need to be with myself for some time. You could call it a vacation away from digital devices!

My prompts on Saturday on Ragtag Community will be posted as usual, but I may not read your posts. So please forgive me in advance. I also apologize to those who may leave comments on my previous post.

Comments are closed on this post, otherwise I will keep responding and reading your posts in return and never be able to get away! 😉

Stay safe and stay blessed. Forever grateful for all the love and support.

Sometimes

Sometimes hope dangles by a slim thread
I cling to it tenaciously
But the thread does break at crucial times

Sometimes the truth punches me in the gut
Breathless and beaten, I still get up
But the urge to lay sucker punched is too strong

Sometimes optimism sits timidly at my door
I have to let it in
But pessimism gives it a vicious fight

Sometimes I wonder if it is all worth it
But then I need something to live for
Or do I?

https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/08/20/reenas-exploration-challenge-149/

“How far does optimism go?”

Likes but no visits

Whose likes these are I think I know
Their blog is on WordPress for sure
I do not see them stopping by my blog
But like my comments on others’ blogs, though!

My perplexed mind thinks it queer
To read my words from afar and not near
Between a like on a comment and my post
The distance is of just a visit to the reader.

If they like my comments spontaneous
Imagine the joy of visiting my verses ingenious
Which I so painstakingly craft
For sharing happiness is infectious!

I wonder if the shadowy exploration is random or by design
I must admit liking comments on others’ blogs is no crime
But my comment on another blog is just soupcon
Why not visit and read my writing sometime!

My verses are my legacy in words
To insinuate you are missing something is absurd
But your likes remind me you are lurking somewhere
Gives me a feeling of being stalked for better or worse.

(With malice and offence to none, a tongue in cheek rant and apologies to all for this appalling nod to a much beloved poem!)

Gift

Sitting on the edge
of a high-rise ledge
dangling my legs

I feel the breeze in my hair
as I watch the stars make their
long journey as they flare

waiting patiently for that exact moment
when the night meets the day for an instant
to exchange that kiss so hesitant

I want to catch the sunlight
as ephemeral as a sprite
bringing so much delight

carefully cradling it in my outstretched palms
wanting to place it your arms
but this is a gift, not alms

thus on your bulletin board it goes
pinned along with love notes
a ray of light that glows

so that when you wake, at whatever time,
it suffuses you with warmth sublime
this sight so truly divine!

https://amanpan.com/2020/08/17/eugis-weekly-prompt-night-meets-day-august-17-2020/

VJ’s Weekly Challenge #109: What a Sight!

What do you see # 43- 17 August 2020

Faerie time

shivering moon’s shadow pales

in the silhouetted hoary vales

the stars silently dim their light

the drowsy flowers unaware of the blight

in the fog dreams quietly fade

as a fey spirit hides in the shade

the woods inhabited by a phantom shape

a fae, maybe! who knows who is behind that verdant drape.

Eugi’s Weekly Word Prompt – “Fairy” August 10, 2020

https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/08/13/reenas-exploration-challenge-148/

Independence

This tricolour flag, the edifice of our democracy,
that benevolently blankets us
let’s not dull its bright colours with misplaced jingoism
and let’s not stoop to delinquent chest thumping
let’s not unnecessarily flex nationalistic muscles
let’s not today have facetious verbal duels
nor indulge in schmutzwortsuche*
to hurl choicest abuses on the critics
let’s not sully the sacrifices of the martyrs
for the harvest that we reap today
nor be despondent about how things are
the country and the government are not usually synonyms
let’s be discerning citizens,behave responsibly
and not take our independence lightly!

Sadje, this multi-prompt verse is for you!

Bittersweet

Swallowed self respect
bitterness rises to throat
defeat’s aftertaste

The taste of music
memories of that first kiss
heart curves in a smile

VJ’s Weekly Challenge #108: taste

The emperor

The emperor is without his clothes
but his blind followers can’t see that
he has hoodwinked them into thinking
that he is attired in silken robes of sacrifice
the truth is, his naked self aggrandisement
is flaunted proudly
fawning flunkies with fervid ferocity
denounce and denigrate all detractors
that are anyway abysmally few and far between.

He walks like the Colossus
striding over confidently ahead
he swats opposition like flies
with vitriolic criticism
his street smart chutzpah has massive following
fed on the false promises of deliverance
they are in a trance like state
transfixed by the unnaturally flamboyant hubris
flammable and racist speeches
have turned them into rabid, misogynist trolls
spewing lies, deceit and hatred

If you are a passive bystander
brace yourself for apocalypse now!

Clueless

The glitter and the razzamatazz
on the exterior
has most fooled most of the times
the clothes, the persona, the face I present ;
your perception of me
is based on what you see,
more importantly what you want to see!
a goddess, a doormat,
a whore, a punching bag,
a mother, a sister,
a daughter or a wife
an endless list of roles assigned,
that I never asked for!
but you never see me as me
without any suffixes or prefixes.
mired in the marsh of misconception
I start to believe what you think of me
I spend my life on the scraps
of so called freedom
that you begrudingly bestow
which in any case was never yours to give
or mine to ask
it was just there for everyone
and I should have taken it as my right
but I was made to believe
it is not right to question the status quo
so today when you ask who am I
I am as clueless as you!

What do you see # 42- 10 August 2020