OSI Prompt 81: Thirst

My Bellavia brings us this week's prompt, thirst. These are the words that came to my mind.


I drank from her heavenly eyes in barren deserts
I swam in the unfathomed depths of her loving heart
The promise of her sight, my shower of blessings
A touch of her hand, the rain, the mist.


Today, I have a religion but no faith inside
The clouds are charred in the burning sky
Parched souls, heartbreak is an eternal decree
I never knew what thirst was, till love left me by the sea.

One Single Impression Prompt 79: Blue

I've missed out on 23 weeks of heartwarming in the mist of OSI.
Thanks to Sweetest in the Gale for this week's prompt, blue.

Here's my take on it.





The skies were blue when i cried,

my tears drowned in the big blue ocean.

Humming the blues, I stepped into the ocean

As I turned blue, the skies began to cry.


I thank OSI for its allure that dragged me back to my blog and getting back to writing again.

One Single Impression Prompt 60 : One Word

One Single Impression: Thanks to Jess of Wayfaring Wanderer for providing this week's prompt, 'One Word'.

Here's my take on it...


Everywhere we went, All that we asked for, we found when we reached

Home.

OSI Prompt 59: Live Water

Its been a month since my last attempt at Haiku..so here's to the season and the "Spring" in my steps :)

Live Water

Bent, broken and fatally weak
I lay there dying, by the creek
I heard the thunder, then the rains
Water filled my lungs, then my veins

I stood again, shed all my blood
Wild and free, a furious flood
They screamed, they clutched,then drowned in me
I'm alive again, what i used to be.

For One Single Impression March 15

The One Single Impression prompt this week : FAREWELLS
I am trying my hand at three different views. Lemme know which one you liked the most, if any :)

The Widow

Till death do us part, we once vowed
I watched my man, rise and fall
You are gone today, your drink untouched
At last, the beating would stop now.

Together, no more

The first time you saw me, you trembled
You cried, the first time you felt me
Princess, i have to let you go
a night before Prom, I Fare thee well
Your Zit

A Marriage Proposal

Barefoot she walked away, crushing the wild flower buds
My dreams glimmered, unborn in her eyes
A ring denied a worthy proposal
Perhaps the diamond should've been bigger.

For One Single Impression

The One Single Impression prompt this week : Fork in the road

Intertwined our fate would be
we split the heart from the beat
you walk away into the fading sun
i can barely move my feet.