-celebrate lifedo not mourn death-someone who leftmade a mark hereimpacted livesbig or small way-those imprints areindelible-give them a namebefore they fade-celebrate life Written for Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #284 - Specific Form
HOW CHAKRA COLORS ARE DEFINED 1. The Root Chakra - Muladhara (Red) 2. The Sacral Chakra - Svadhisthana (Orange) 3. The Solar Plexus Chakra - Manipura (Yellow) 4. The Heart Chakra - Anahata (Green) 5. The Throat Chakra - Vishuddha (Sky Blue) 6. The Third Eye Chakra - Ajna (Indigo) 7. The Crown Chakra - … Continue reading Seven Chakras
watch the orange orb go down reluctantlyas if it is still thirstyto swallow the sky darkening skies terrorize me with secretsnot knowing what to expectI shut eyes to sleep hope I don't dream of glistening silver swordsdrop like comets in the nightto tear me apart it has been the longest day ever - waiting-warriors on … Continue reading Horror
She raises her foot to meet his sharp gazeyet her trust fails to see the looming threat She fails to see the support undergroundpeople wish well, but fear the bayonet His manner spells danger, he'll get his waypretends to kiss, wants to intimidate she has time to loosen his deathly gripjump out, be rescued rather … Continue reading Threat
me-waitingto grow up,embrace freedombut Ido notknow travailsawaiting me-life factswant tomake themselvesknown, accepted-Truth slow,losingbattles tofind new meaningknows Iwill reachpinnaclesafter readingmaps pathsshow uponly whenI acknowledgeTruth https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2022/07/12/tankatuesday-poetry-challenge-no-280-specificform-lanturne-or-lanterne/
greenerysurrounds jaded eyesconcrete fadesin backgroundscars need attentiontropical climes welcome rains Image Credit: Reena Saxena (This is the view from my balcony today) Written for Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt #Taste the Rainbow
Viktor Frankl made me feel immensely powerful – in the small gap between stimulus and response. I have a choice here – to do or not do something. It makes life worthwhile. The person opposite me, too, wields the same power. And it may not be aligned to my life path or strategy, or designed … Continue reading Power is contextual
it's pure, it's a call of the soula wish to see myself as wholeI scan depths of oceans and climb dizzy heights I walk through forests brown and greensplashed with yellows and caroteneI see all shades of rainbows, but yet no white chosen invisibilityintrigues my sensibilitiesit colors skies with vibrant rainbows, but hides black emerges … Continue reading Black and white
it's so easy to sign up for somethingsomeone's teaching tribal art, andI think I'm creative-understandingart formstakes morethan wielding penschoosing from ink and paint-the artist explains the backgroundin a language I barely understandbut the vibrancy of chosen colorstakes me to nature inspiringher imaginationworlds she lives innot sameas mineYes, I'll take timeto attain perfectiondecipher lines, motifs, colorsto … Continue reading From shoddiness to understanding
I don't see shades of absorption I live life with limitations of vision season's colors, different hues yet what I feel creates values for lifetimes it's a matter of perception that becomes high inspiration for masses they show you orange, suppress blue Black, white are a canvas untrue -illusions they want to crush me with … Continue reading Blindfolded Masses
Reena Saxena 