Spending time staring at prototypes for an intrusive wall
When not imposing sanctions and specializing in name call;
Employing social media with the maturity of a three-year-old
Surrounded by a coterie incapable of telling or being told.
“Don’t send anything into my country” he indignantly yells
“I will decide what needs to be made and what sells”
It is only a matter of time before the world wakes up to this evil
Realizing the despot being kicked out will be the one great idyll
(Word Count: 84)
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#109
“Are you a water bearer?” Ash startled Venky one midsummer day
“Huh?” Venky was trying hard for something to say
“I am a Sagittarius and what’s your Zodiac” she with a beatific smile
“Just waiting for YOUR SIGN” he thought – “all the while!”
(Word Count: 43)
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#106
Seeking refuge in alcohol, finding solace in the noise of Iron Maiden
Venky knew he was leading a life of illusion, resorting to Huxley and Dryden
Carrying reminiscences of his Ash in every vein artery and coursing blood cell
He was nothing without her and every minute of her absence was to him a living hell
Ash, his life, his love, his one and only belle
Ash, sans her his life was but an exercise in denial
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#105
Strength and confidence at times may turn out to be an Achilles heel
A semblance of equilibrium needs a vulnerable feel.
(Word Count: 21)
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#103
Bereft of pretensions and oblivious to favour or fear
Going about both her work and life in a manner simple and clear
One such path brought her to the place of his toil
Little did he realise that his life would quickly be in turmoil.
Sorting out taxes in the morning with evenings reserved for beers
His existence became an explosive mix of unrestrained laughter and unconstrained tears
As the professional and the personal slowly obliterated a blurring line
He plunged into the circumstances fully knowing it wouldn’t at all be fine.
Elation and Enthusiasm converge to impress
Reality and futility together to depress.
(Word Count: 104)
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#102
Casting aside conscience and booting out morals for good measure
Engaging in debauchery, decadence and Bohemian pleasure
Living life to the “full” with nary a care for an ensuing sunrise
Paying scant regard to the threat of paying a Faustian price
Possessed by a Charlatan Spirit that to discretion cared two hoots
As the very Devil incarnate within began taking root.
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#101
The most powerful words are uttered in silence
Lost love knows neither passion nor pretense.
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#100