Nature’s Calling: A Naani

If grief’s a black smoke we’ll all be blind now. Killings, murders, hate are they nature’s calling? Or we’re just all fan of dying? — Photo credit: Unsplash In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 21. — The Naani is a stanzaic form found at Shadow Poetry and is most often an observation of human relations or… Continue reading Nature’s Calling: A Naani

Game Birds’ Hunters

We are the game birds. Violence are our hunters. Guns and armaments, deliver brute, bloody deaths. Men love killing each other. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. In response to Elsie of Ramblings of a Writer's Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 11 – Game Birds. If you want to join, here are the simple rules: Take… Continue reading Game Birds’ Hunters

The Fallen

No one wanted to go down, so I volunteered. I’ve been here for three days only but I now know why my friends begged me to think twice. I have helped random people thrice. I never got a “thank you” even once. I helped an old man cross the street, he stared at my face… Continue reading The Fallen