https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/87325236/posts/3453923142 A poised and calm chiseled, exterior, she portrayed, In her head, a flurry of activity, all frayed, She played along, thinking on her feet, His diabolic heart, cloaked in dripping graciousness replete, She did read; biding time, was her game, Till the opportune moment came, To escape, the big marauding cat, on a dare,…Read more Marauding Grasp
Image
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/87325236/posts/4015895649http://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/05/16/what-do-you-see-134-may-16-2022/ Am I Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde? Changing personalities in a glide, Switching to extremes, is ‘madness’ called, Eavesdrop on my scruples, am not appalled, Good and evil, present in all, Savageness and impudence, don’t have the gall, True to myself and balanced, I shall be, Can brazenly look in the mirror to see,…Read more Image
Standing Tall
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/87325236/posts/4001562930http://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/05/09/what-do-you-see-133-may-9-2022/ Gnarled and weather beaten I stand, As tall and erect as I can muster, The swirling winds, fiendish at hand, Will change course, lack luster, Obliged to bow to my steadfast will, I heal; back to my bejewelled self, anon, Adorned with green foliage, dressed to kill, Laden with blossoms, enchanting, soon, a magical…Read more Standing Tall
Myriad Colours
Day breaks and scatters the ‘black’ night sky, With pieces of ‘bronze orange’, forging a ‘violet’ dye, As the Sun, crackles curiously through the gaps, Hues change from ‘tangerine’ to ‘golden yellow’ laps, Soon, the Sun is out from hiding, Cloaks, the Ether with ‘azure blue’ shading, A rainbow arc, comes forth some days, A…Read more Myriad Colours
On the brink
A hearth in the heart of harshness, heralds happy hours, Like a comforting gesture, placates a wounded soul’s scars, Overwhelmed, you drown in your plight, Share your sorrows; and see hardships take flight, Reach out, be shown a clear path out of the woods, A kindred spirit, consoles, depressed moods, Dying is no way out,…Read more On the brink
Game
Life is like a game of scrabble, You pick dares, you want to dabble, A mix of consonants and vowels, in good measure, To script your life, as you desire, Words like, ‘courage’, ‘integrity’, ‘resilience’, ‘loyalty’, Mould character, to rise to challenges, victoriously. https://reinventions.reena.wordpress.com
Pattern
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/87325236/posts/3872837545 No, I do not conform to a pattern, Rebel I will, for a decent turn, Dare not typecast me, my passion lies elsewhere, Box me in, without a care, Ladles and pans are not for me, Pray, not your stereotypical woman, you see, Cooking my way into my man's heart, no way, Rather impress…Read more Pattern
Birth
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/87325236/posts/3858645392 They wished to be parents, Surrogacy needed a vacant womb to carry their embryo.
The Aftermath
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/37046553/posts/3851511509 Reena’s Xploration Challenge #219 4d ago FictionCreative WritingPoetryWriting ChallengesCreativity War is at the doorstep, what do you expect me to do? It's late now, your heart is laden with rue, Brace yourself, to see a sea of graves, reaching the horizon, Endless names of unsung heroes, inscribed on monoliths, forever gone, Martyred for a…Read more The Aftermath
Identical Twins
https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/99026065/posts/33762http://www.reinventionsreena.wordpress.com The twins were inseparable. They were identical twins, most people would confuse one for the other. Tarun, did not have to look in the mirror, to see his reflection; it was right there in the form of Varun. They were similar in many ways as well, in their thinking and sensitivities. So connected were…Read more Identical Twins
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