walls and floor,
these are not
but her overt fears
which she fights
and clenched fists;
waiting to end
and not her life.
So many of us are haunted with past or present fears/events. This is for all the brave women who ended such life to live a new one not succumbed to it.
Inspired from Sunday Scribblings
Prompted also at One Single Impression
I prefer my poetry/fiction to talk rather than myself. These days,most of my free time goes in writing and reading. There is a new style of poetry gogyohka that i am learning, apart from practising haiku daily on my twitter page : Nimue_
Here is one entry of each style :
to my heart
The roads to my heart
opened to none but for you
broken now like me
Prompted at Sunday scribblings & One Single Impression
Few people know the meaning of name “nimue” or what it stands for .. This link first introduced me to this name. And further reading led me to this tale of Nimue .
Since Nimue, sometimes called Nineve, Vivien is popularly known as “The Lady of the Lake” i imagine her to be living within folds of water, swimming among the waves and singing with the fishes. Playing with the floating lotus, making pearl necklaces for herself and riding the sea dragons. Maybe she sometimes danced along the whales or lazed with the turtles. I imagine all this and wish i could know for real what she did in her life.
Will it not be interesting to have this dream come true !!! 😉
Prompted at Sunday Scribblings