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January 20, 2018
Floating Among Stars
Through binoculars
I observe herds of people
sailing towards the horizon,
a line I cannot define.
Let out a soft shrug,
pitying their feeble minds,
exchanging views
as my eyes wander
through a telescope.
An endless sky
lies above,
mesmerising rocks
orbiting through space.
Ambitiously built a rocket
to travel forever
across the limits drawn by sight,
a lost soul finding myself
floating among stars.
This is where I belong.
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Prompt for 20th January 2018: Horizon
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January 19, 2018
Spoon and Knife
Dinner is set on the table,
a savoury aroma wafting
through the dining room.
She takes out a spoon and a knife,
as she sits down asks
why her hands are holding a spoon
and not a fork.
Goes back to the drawer,
forcibly opening it,
cutlery clinking loudly
as her eyes narrowed down.
Her tongue rants to her husband
about how he misplaces things,
turning her home upside down.
His fists slammed on the table,
plates vibrating
as words fly over them
like air missiles in a world war.
Without pause,
each threw words
as if they were blades,
dodging hits and
launching sharper ones back.
Her face froze pale
as blood stained his white shirt
with a knife pierced through his heart.
Screaming, she ran towards him
held her spouse in bloody arms,
as his eyes closed.
Regret viciously trembles her body,
in the sorrow of the tragedy
she draws the knife out of his chest
and stabs it into hers.
They never meant
for cutlery to come between.
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Prompt for 19th January 2018: Blink
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January 18, 2018
You Do Not Love Me
Loving you
is like attempting
to live on the sun
– never a happy ending.
Saw red flags waving
yet I ignored,
had a clear exit
but I blocked it out.
Been trying to get you to love me
the same way I love you,
giving you my all,
you must think I am a fool.
Last night,
the expression on your face
remained indifferent,
even as you were inside me.
I lie in bed with you,
upset, put hands
on your chest,
warmth escapes my palms.
My eyes glance at your face,
it is staring at a wall.
Now I know,
you are just a man
without a heart.
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Prompt for 18th January 2018: Shock
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January 17, 2018
Nimble Runner
Throughout her life,
she trained her body
to become nimble and agile.
He pulled the trigger,
gunshot towards the smoky clouds,
the race begins.
Her eyes set on the prize,
fiercely gazing forward
never turning back.
Unperturbed by smelly sweat
or fatigued breath,
pushes herself harder
until she crosses the finish line.
Victorious,
celebrating by herself
waiting for everyone she left behind
until she realised,
winners always end up alone.
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Prompt for 17th January 2018: Agile
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January 16, 2018
Dead Weight
Our love is mine,
uneven.
Comfortably you stay,
never threatening to leave
as if your presence is an honour
that I should thank the heavenly lords for.
You give less energy than what you take,
with time we are bound to break.
Taking advantage of my indecisions
knowing I will never give up on you and me,
no love to return
yet you decide to linger around
dragging me down to the ground.
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Prompt for 16th January 2018: Loophole
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January 6, 2018
Eloquence
Simple words
eloquently
constructed
like a building
with a slick design.
Together
they effortlessly
captivate your soul
into an eternity
of wandering.
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Prompt for 6th January 2018: Winsome
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January 5, 2018
The Wrath of Anxiety
Enslaved in a damp cellar,
mystic atmosphere freezes
the chains veiled
around my ankles.
In their fragile stiff state
they shatter,
time to escape.
Bare feet running,
covered in soot.
As the sun meets skin
blisters reproduce.
Ghosts’ gaze
and my tongue ties,
joints paralysed,
around me
eyes multiply,
I become dizzy,
fainting to the ground.
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Prompt for 5th January 2018: Allergic
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January 4, 2018
Secluded Fort
Self-absorbed in selfishness,
society ignores all the cries
of other civilisations.
Within our forts, secluded,
and the starving creatures
humans and animals left to die.
No care given to the pain inflicted
as long as we do not feel it ourselves.
We could throw our suits in the mud
leave our belongings behind
and live with love and peace,
but instead, find ourselves
wearing the skin
of those that we leave to die.
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Prompt for 4th January 2018: Viable
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January 3, 2018
abandoned
rags swaddled around grimy skin
battling against frigid air.
body shivering,
hands hold legs tight,
head rocking in and out of knees.
a knock on the door
sends a chill down my spine,
creaking open
as he comes in,
hands me
a box of chocolate
he leaves,
and so do the treats,
only guilt remains.
another knock,
this time places a bouquet
of plucked flowers on my dresser
he leaves,
and the petals wither
as if they never lived.
he barges in,
no knock this time,
lifts me in his arms
embracing my mess
in his tidy suit
the warmth of his kiss,
electrifying,
it resuscitates
my dead soul.
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Prompt for 3rd January 2018: Treat
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January 2, 2018
Is this Seat Taken?
Seated comfortably on red fabric,
a cup of soda placed on the left holder.
He should arrive any minute now.
Popcorn flings into my hair,
scalp itchy from the disturbed thought
of uncleanliness.
I washed my hair for tonight.
I look at my phone and hesitate.
Should I turn it off already?
My thoughts are interrupted,
“Excuse me, is this seat taken?”.
Yes, yes it is.
The lights dim and the audience quiets down,
my eyes glancing at everything but the screen.
Where are you?
Intermission, but no missed calls.
No texts. Nothing.
A sip of dilute soda.
The ice must have melted.
An alarming high-pitched noise,
my eyes swing wide open, startled.
I must have dozed off.
Credits scrolling up the screen,
people are leaving
crushing nacho crusts under their shoes,
the same way that under your feet
you crush my heart.
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Prompt for 2nd January 2018: Reservation
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