In my early teens,
Just turning 14, I gave
My heart to Christ.
It felt so nice.
Indeed, I was reborn.
But subconsciously,
I was torn
Between personal
relationship with Christ
Which brought freedom,
And religiosity with people,
Which permeated my tender
Soul and imprisoned me.
I hasten to say,
That sometimes there are areas grey.
They are enticing, inviting, and subtle.
But grey areas can be very deceptive.
I am grateful that, when still a teen
Of 19, the religious fever with people
Was pealed away and its hypo spirituality
gave way to a relationship with Christ.
No. My relationship is 'not a license'.
Yes. My relationship is 'based in love'.
Oh, present believer or new reciever,
I sincerely beg of you; let not that which
Initially draws you to God be more appealing
Than the simplicity to be found in Christ.
Contest: Wilderness of Want
Sponsor: Ink Empress
Prompt: What is a ripple
without its rhythm?
Written: 092326, 6PMCT
I like sunrises, sunsets, and starring
at the moon. And I also like observing
The rain if it's not a monsoon.
At first, I see just drips of raindrops
Falling gently on my tin roof top.
Initially, the drops are like quiet sounds.
But what is a ripple without its rhythm?
Nature's music cannot be held in prison.
Later, there were surround sounds all around.
Soon after, they increased their intensity.
Suddenly, the sky's the limit of my expectancy.
It is now pouring torrents of rain, and I am
Beginning to worry if it will leave me with pain.
To my disdain, the rain speaks to the wind,
Asking for a dance on my roof made of tin.
The wind complies, and they begin to dance.
Through my water drenched window pane,
I watch them dance, but I keep my distance.
The shower falls; the world turns; they dance.
I pray their dancing doesn't kick up a storm.
It continues to rain as I go to bed and fall
Asleep, and the rain ceases by early morn.
ACTORS BIOGRAPHY
____ ____ is an actor most famous
for his role as John Smith on the TV series Unnamed.
He is from the UK and started his
career having minor roles in small
touring stage productions for a year.
From 2023, he was cast as a
supporting role in a West End
production of Transient at the
Evanescence Theatre.
Migrating from the stage to the
screen, he had some uncredited
parts in short-lived television
shows.
In 2024, John Smith was a role that
he auditioned for. Initially, the role
was offered to another actor but
was turned down due to them
having to go into rehabilitation.
He worked on Unnamed until his
sudden firing from the show in
2026. Little is known about the
reason for this. However, it could
be linked to his current issues with
tax avoidance and alcoholism.
After a measly four year career, he
is no longer working in the industry.
Initially, there was a THOUGHT.
Then, there came an EXECUTION.
After that, a CALCULACE of means.
PROCUMMENT of resources came next,
Which led to a joyful CELEBRATION,
Because it was a very good THOUGHT.
ELATION and SATISFACTION became
The result of that initial THOUGHT.
UPROOTED DIFFERENTIALS-:-
surviving
inner
appearance
initially
imaged
in RETROSPECTION
opening
new
possibilties
between
contradictions
of becoming UNCHILDLIKE
originally
vehemently
confronting
eternal
truths
Microplastics
Are not fantastic
People pour them down the drain
And they end up in your brain
Initially I thought fantastic
This will make me more elastic
But this was not the case at all
They’re even in some blokes balls
Often consumed when we eat
Which I don’t think is very neat
But this is a fact that I detest
When I’m dead and laid to rest
As I finally get on the nose
The microplastics won’t decompose.
A precious flower waiting to bloom
Ready to escape your mother’s womb
I remember sitting in that room
Already creating scenarios in my head
Holding you in my arms for the first time
Looking at you with dread
Finally, I have somebody to call mine
Love at first sight
Initially the thought of you gave me a fright
How will a broken human like me be able to parent
Will my salary be able to take care of you and still have enough left to pay rent
Your existence is magical and baby I love you always
He pulled the trigger
But it was in the air
Then he shouted
Everyone lie down
It was armed robbers
On the highway, on our way to the airport.
Then another one also pulled
The trigger
They just killed an officer
Just to input fear on everyone
Then another gunshots
One armed robber down.
From afar we can hear
Sirens sounds
More officers coming
For backup
There are only two armed robbers left
They were three initially
The odds are now too much for them to handle
One ran away and the other keeps fighting
Until he died, what a hero
I wish people could stand for good just like this!
Planet X
When a devastated Earth fell silent
and lifeless, the Earth had time to heal itself
When beings from another solar system landed
The land looked green and pleasant
Initially, the beings' plan was to land on Mars
Ten million people lived there now; they were
A copy of its founder, simply called X.
The monetary system was odd, people said to
each other if you say you love me, I will give you
ten thousand X dollar
Since everyone agreed, yes, they did love their
clone, money changed hands, the currency
circulated and kept the finances afloat
The beings that landed on Earth thought that
No one had lived there before
But when digging in the soil, strange objects
were found, and the wise said, maybe a race had lived
Before we came.
Why do I always worry, you so often say,
I just want us safe rather than sorry one day.
Why did you ever worry initially, I gently said,
I know your story like I live inside your head.
Why should I even worry, we both ask,
I say, "I just want to plan for every task."
Why should you ever worry, I tell you lovingly,
"If I didn't love you, I'd treat you shallowly."
Why do we all tend to worry, we question,
It is because we feel invisible apprehension.
Why worry at all though, life is usually good,
It's just I think, "Am I living like I should?"
Why do I always worry for you, my lovely,
It is 'cause I need you and I to live freely.
Why worry though, when I have you
Always loving me in the ways you do.
You've won my heart, no need to try
The tattoo's done, the ink is dry
For you, the Bluebird of my eye
I'll write your name next in the sky
A pair of jeans in faded blue
An onyx ring from you know who
Fun shoes in colors, every hue
Give me your hand and say, I do
While I in clothes that fit just right
Present myself, your shining knight
Until alone and out of sight
What happens next, just hang on tight
This doesn't mean that we won't sleep
Initially just not that deep
There's gifts to give and ones to keep
There's clothes torn off and in a heap
(Bleep)
Initially, it was a small seed that needed to be nurtured. What happened to this beautiful seed when it was placed into the ground, never knowing if it would see the light of day? What can be stated is that the seed went underground to die; it's all right. Over time, the water would grow at sea into a mighty tree. With each stage of water and sunlight, the tree would become larger. What is love but a great metaphor, as the Olive Tree mentioned in the book of Jacob? The mighty olive tree gives beautiful and tasty food items. It is more important for the food to be allowed to flourish. The olive tree is the only tree meant to be retrimmed for future growth. Taking this into account, we must look at the people we have in our lives and see whether or not they can continue with us or if they must be scattered to the ground like the weeds they came to be.
To start with she hesitates, if at best,
Then unwinds, loosens up, forward to move
And begins to show tides like interest,
Immerses then in art of making love,
Not in any hurry to reach the crest,
A dove before, she now gets into groove,
No mean moist, in mood, looks for privacy
To give immense joy as spouse so happy.
___________________________
Translation (Ottava Rima) | 27.08.2025 | love, passion
Note: Here is a verse (in Shardul-vikridit meter) from Bhartrihari’s Shringaara Shatakam (hundred verses on love and romance). This verse is about the love-making ways of women-- how from being hesitant initially she becomes so passionate to leave aside all shyness. Here is the transliteration:
Pra-angaam eti mana aagana aagata rasam jaata abhilaashaam tatah,
Sa-vridam tat anu shlathi krtat anu pra-dhvasta dhairyam punah |
Prema aardram sprhaneeya nirbhara rahah kridaa pragalbham tatah,
Nihshanka anga vikarshana adhika sukham ramyam kula stree ratam || 60 ||
initially thought
I Am Anaya Asian girl
looking at the sky
They're smiling leniently don’t be silly
You can’t be apolitical these days
I’m smiling back I don’t trust them initially,
It doesn’t fall under a criminal offence
I’m fascinated by the incongruous lines
Just look at those familiar shapes, distorted
The early cubist paintings make them shine
Not blindingly, but just how you would want it
Ambiguous light of green and brown hues
Strict and fastidious lines, this is my politics
No one’s deprived, humiliated or abused
You’re in your favorite chair watching pics
It’s a spiritual job, not quite a passive leisure
Those pictures move in time can’t stay the same
They grow on you without any measure
Until your mind will get the best of frame
You hang out in the school of old escapers
The shooters cannot see us with their drone
Tomorrows ash deploy yesterdays papers
Don’t ask of yesterdays old girls – all gone.
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