Penniless Poetry Poet: Mona Singh ©

The Time when left her side,
She couldn't think excepting the jibes.


The Sky above,
Lilac in its Character;
Disagreed to color her Gesture,
Defeated in her Effort;
Implored the White Lamp,
To get the seven Hues to burst.


In the midst of the Blue Blanket Nap,
However, what she craved for-
Was not yet served to her,
Palpitations of her four chambers;
Hankered never after relinquishment,
For they were the only Harbingers;
Of her Heart's Long-Lived Embellishment.


And it keeps beating saying,
"This Time isn't mine.....
Because now I've lost all my Dime-
Now I've lost all my Dime.


Poet: Mona Singh


Editor's Note: Life can be complicated, it might make you feel penniless too. But it's just in the day- this too shall pass. Don't fret too much, try to find a new direction, instead.  

Love n Peace from all of us at <3


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One Way Street

One Way Street Blog Post Author: Kleio B'wti ©, 2017. Pic: Getty Image-

If life is a highway, then sign posts greet the traveler on their route.


Where there could be a right side from a wrong one while driving on a road, the beast of a machine just like living follows the 'do's' and the 'do not's'. For free will as in the freeway- the spirit of survival never stops to amaze!


There are potholes, debris, bumps, speed breakers that jolt the drive, yet the vehicle of existence, changes gears to adjust to the geography of the path; to not break the momentum. 


A halt is necessary occasionally- to refill the gasoline of energy, to refresh imagination with new ideas and possibilities. A brief respite usually adds that extra punch for facing the odds in the journey called life. Worn out tyres of the vehicle are replaced as old and defunct relationships are renewed with new ones.


When the carriage breaks down, a detour to the service station fixes the beast as good as new, just as a doctor and medicines fix ailments.


Sometimes an operation is an only choice for curing illness while at other times a transplant is needed as an automobile needs a new part to run smoothly. An old car is often replaced with a new wheel. Relationships are revamped to acknowledge new technology and ease. Dressing style and lifestyle are upgraded to suit the taste of time.


There is no stopping a vehicle on its way. When the vehicle finally runs down dead, existence ceases to breathe. Thus,  continued existence is always poignant, forever transforming, constantly growing in awareness and understanding.


The quiddity of aliveness is a cryptic one-way street; where there is no point to revert to a womb that life starts from.


When life breathes, it lives, thrives, grows, travels through new experiences until it perishes into silence. 


It’s best to never give up an opportunity; to shed a tear of regret; learn from mistakes; nix to stop in the pursuit of finding solace. Refuse to lose the mojo of life yet drive safe; turn sound; steer with conviction to reach the utmost destination of one’s truest potential. 

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