Within each one of us

Within each one of us

Buried deep under

Lurks an unknown

Not to be disturbed

Let Mr. Hyde sleep

To preserve our

Veneer of civility

World is better off

Without our inhumanity

Burdening it with

Collective insanity

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Peak Unsummited

Excellence unattained,

Excuses, excuses,

Lower the bar,

Lower the bar again.

When finally jump over

The lowered bar,

Peak unsummited

Looks down.

Sunk in self pity,

Rising frustration,

Life miserable.

Better to fail trying

Then daily dose of death.

One can con the world,

But lying to self?

Need to live

In a world

Without mirrors.

Perfection mirage,

Pursuit praiseworthy.

Life Backward

Photo from Pixabay

A poem written in a lighter vein. No hidden messages.

Morning started with the aim to move forward,
Opened my cell phone and started whatsapp.
Floodgates opened with messages forwarded,
Everyone seems to be in a rush to share and educate,
What a treasure trove of repeats, must be weekend,
Decisions, decisions, to read or to be deleted.
Before I knew it hours passed reclining in bed,
Sore thumbs and nature’s call made me sad.
Oh, why did I open whatsapp, my bad.
Goal of moving forward, messages forwarded hijacked.

Marching Song of the Sloths

This poem started as a tongue in cheek comment to a post Turning by  Ritu Bhathal(butismileanyway) yesterday. She was kind enough to respond back with two smiling emojis (two of them, not one, just think of it), so I thought why not post the comment as a poem in my blog.  I decided to sleep on it and before I knew Thursday turned to Friday.  Before we go to the weekend, here it is.

A mountain far away,
Distant fire on a
Cold winter’s night,
Pursue at your own peril,
They recede as you approach,
So heed the wise,
Turn.
Why leave the comfort
Of a warm bed?
Nike is not going to pay you
To just do it😊

Poison ivy : RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge # 217 Poison & Past

This post is in response to Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge .

Variant cover of Batman vol. 3, #26 (Sept. 2017)
Art by Joshua Middleton(from Wikipedia)

Poison ivy she
Alluring beauty seduced
Peace now in my past

For a moment

photo by Tyler Nix via Unsplash

This post is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales, Week 136

For a moment nothing else mattered, alone, the world stood still,
Gentle breeze caressed her face, soothing, setting sun lighted up the hill,
Come what may she will face the world, becalmed, she swore to climb uphill.

 

 

One-Liner Wednesday – Or was it..

This post is in response to Linda’s  #1OneLinerWednesday.

Where is the one liner when I need it?

Or was it the eye liner? Did I hear it right.  Or was I too absorbed to figure out a suitable One Liner Wednesday quote? Scratching my head. Better hurry out the door fast before the roof blows.