Whispering Thoughts

Stretched on parapet,  in sultry summer morning, inertia, envied.  Hitchhiking for  Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 182 #PhotoPrompt Challenge prompt :  Image by   Huda Nur   from   Pixabay I saw one lazying beneath the frangipani this Friday... Inspiring the micro-poetry in 5-7-5 format.  Welfare unto all  Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗 

You, gallivanting through the zillion veins of my being, slowly growing in my soul, thrumming, beating, in every pulse, flowing, gushingly in the sinews, so passionately, so ardently, so fervently, and all that remains after that whirling ecstasy is, us, blending, fusing together in soft whispers. Linking with Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt Welfare unto all  Rab rakha 

Fragrant dreams in our eyes, that bear the scent, of your sweat and sacrifice, and that unmistakable gleam of pride, in your moist eyes, as we fly. Fledglings of your nest, we are because you are. Happy Father's day Welfare unto all Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗 

Love, like shards of glass,  with inhibitions, broken,  gleaming in the light. Linking with RonovanWrites  

The crumbs of our love, the morsels of our affection, (raw and crisp mostly, a little stir fry here or mayhaps a sauté, generously mixed with grated mozzarella, and, seasoned with basil black pepper and oregano) served on blank whites, with lots of heart. The platter ready, a bit of us on the serving pallette, and they call the sizzler, poetry. Linking with Friday Fictioneers PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Welfare unto all Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗 

Before them, a kaleidoscope of memories. Behind them, a beautiful life, Between them, their silent connect. Infinite conversations, where, words are rendered meaningless. Linking with Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt Welfare unto all  Rab rakha 🤗🤗🤗

Slivers peeking through oriels, cherished intricate tapestry, woven together on the loom, with bits and pieces, all appliqued, this patchwork of life, breathtaking. Welfare unto all Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗 

And that is what love is. An intrepid adventure, an audacious exploration, into the deepest realms of heart. A fearless, brazen stroke of paintbrush, smearing the life forever, with hues of bliss. A masterpiece to behold. Independent. Original. No, not the destination. But ‘tis a journey. A daring, gutsy journey of souls. Linking with Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt