href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/conveyor/”>Conveyor</a>
No, I don’t want to look like others.
I don’t admire their fair skins
Or zero figures.
I am not one of many
Mass produced in the factory
Of beauty products
Shuttling down the conveyor belt
With identical bodies and souls
No thought of their own.
I accept myself with all the imperfections,
For they make me unique.
If you are looking for perfection,
Go knock on some other door.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/cavity/”>Cavity</a>
Trembling in her boots, she sat in the dentist’s chair.
It was more frightening than a lion’s lair.
“Your molar has a cavity,
You understand situation’s gravity.”
On hearing this she was left gasping for air.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/silhouette/”>Silhouette</a>
With quickening pace, she pulled the coat collar closer,
The wind howled and the dust eddied around
The trees waved their branches and swayed drunkenly
And in her coat she shrank further.
Her heels clattered noisily on the cobbled street
Not a soul could be seen or heard
One more block to the tiny hovel she called home
And she would be wrapped in warm comforting sheet.
But ere she could reach the safe haven
She saw a looming silhouette under the lamp post.
Her heart thudded loudly and sank to her boots
She sighed and sent a silent supplication to heaven.
Squaring her shoulders she met her ex-husband’s eyes
He reeked of alcohol,tobacco and sweat
“Don’t forget I ain’t any longer your wife
And have no time for you and your blatant lies.”
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/dominant/”>Dominant</a>
He raved and ranted and threw a tantrum,
She watched quietly from her sanctum.
It had been going on from time immemorial,
The dominant gender being territorial.
Using muscle power and lung power to impose its dictum.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/tardy/”>Tardy</a>
The prompt today has me in a fix
Will have to delve deep in my bag of tricks.
Waited and waited for so long
It was tardy in coming along.
It is almost bedtime for me
My muse is chafing to flee.
Sorry to disappoint one and all
Maybe the next prompt will be a clarion call.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/candid/”>Candid</a>
Every time I write a poem
I let you in.
In my thoughts
My memories
And my beliefs.
It is a candid revelation.
You can interpret it in any which way.
But you cannot judge me
By the written word.
For they are
Just a part of me.
Not the whole of me.
There are many thoughts
Some memories
Too sacred
Too private
To be put to public scrutiny.
So let them be.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/strategy/”>Strategy</a>
One can’t live life
With a strategy in mind.
Then there is no room for
Serendipity
Luck
Or destiny.
Too much of calculation
Takes the fun out of living.
Who knows what lies beyond
As I stare at the sea meeting the sky.
The azure blue with nary a ripple
Nor the slightest breeze to stir its glassy calmness.
The sky, a riot of flaming colours
Scattered cottony clouds chasing each other.
As sun descends down the horizon
To come up anew the next day
It hides in its bosom stories of the beyond.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/blink/”>Blink</a>
If I could shelter you
From harsh realities of life,
If I could protect you
From the bullies who torment you,
If I could save you
From soul searing experiences,
If I could keep you untouched
By the crooks who abound.
My child,
I would do it in a blink.
But then how would you learn to live?
So I stand with my heart in my hand,
As I watch you
Navigate the murky waters of this world.
For I know
Each one of us has to
Bear her own burden.
It had been a night of play, rough and totally unfair,
For they had gone, where earlier they did not dare.
As he lay tired and exhausted,
Her smile was smug and triumphant,
She lovingly ran fingers through his unruly shock of hair.
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