Capturing those indescribable feelings on paper, one word at a time
For a long time, I've been feeling the pressure to choose between two paths society has presented me with. This is my answer to society.
A Tale Of Two Roads
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth;Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,I stood, deep in thought, pondering my pathWhen my companions asked me, "Well?What choice do you make? Choose!"As I considered both, weighed their merits,They hovered, pushing me to make a decision."Wait a minute," I paused for thought, curious"Why there be only two paths to choose?"They blinked, surprised at the query"Why, both are tried and tested paths,firm in their surety for success," was the reply.Said I, "Fuck that, for I am no traveller,An adventurer instead, finding a new wayCreating my own paths, not following others."So saying, I ran into the woods, happy now,In the end, if I get lost and perish, it will be on my own path.©procrastinating
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word short write-up on Nostalgic
Once upon a time, made memories
Magic of music,A place beyond timeEmotions and loveEvoking divineMusic is my loveMusic is my lifeMusic is the placeI go when I'm lostMusic is the bondThat connects us all.Music is the threadThat binds us all.©procrastinating
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word one-liner on Lack
Have everything you want...lack everything.
iterations of us finding each otherWe tread the same pathdance the same delicate stepsthe stage may be different and so may the audiencethe dance may vary tooas well as the music.Even thenwe dance.The dance is familiarand differentall at the same time.we will make our way through itsometimes delicatelysometimes alluringlysometimes happilysometimes sweetlysometimes wearilysometimes broken.even if we stumble or miss a stepwe will always find the pathleading into each others hearts©procrastinating
Word Prompt: Write a 3 word one-liner on Season
COLD! aaaahh.... HOT!
Multiple sidesEverything's a spectrumBlurred linesNot just one solution©procrastinating
Word Prompt: Write a 8 word micro-tale on Triumph
Uphill battleRise above your failures andTriumph
With a fearsome brandish,You turn into the mighty Excalibur!With a twist and a twirl,You morph into a cooking apparatus!With a quick wave of the hand,A glowing lightsaber you become!With a wave of the hand and a flourish,You can become the conductor of an orchestra!With a sheaf of papers and an imagination,You can create worlds out of thin air!With a bridge and some flowing water,You can participate in a competition for victory!With some dirt and a lot of space,You can craft exquisite murals of art!When broken, you are a dagger!When strung, you are a bow!When thrown, you can be fetched!When ridden, you are a horse!The stick is versatile, a master of disguiseIt's now up to you, to imagine and fantasize.©procrastinating
Fingers twined tightly Eyes screwed shutScared of what I'll see"Let go,""I won't."Every muscle achingAn indescribable fearWashes over me, paralyzing"Let go,""I won't."Thoughts swirl aroundBreathtaking, soul crushingTerrified of what the future holds"Let go,""I won't."I cannot hold onIt pains meBut still I need this"Let go," "I won't."Agony, self-inflictedPain, cruel punishmentIt brings hot tears to my eyes"Let go,""I won't."Then comes a whisperFeather-soft, breathlessConcerned, friendly, loving."Let go."I let go. ©procrastinating