Lost in the stars

Lying on our backs,  in summer blankets,  gazing at the dome of the sky,  the stars and constellations  sprayed like fine glitteri...

Sunday, October 20, 2019

Lost in the stars

Lying on our backs, 
in summer blankets, 
gazing at the dome of the sky, 
the stars and constellations 
sprayed like fine glittering Mukaish. 
Our silences talk.
The sky lights up 
with the ecstatic dance 
of a shooting star.
Hasty forget-me-not wish.
Quick stay-by-me-always wish.
And then I fall asleep.
Cozily nestled on your arm.
Such perfect Kodak moments.
























Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha

Friday, October 18, 2019

Shopping spree

Strolling hand in hand
in the bustling market,
we looked for
pieces of happiness
bartering our yesterdays
for prettier tomorrows.
And in our shopping spree,
we bought tiny little moments,
all for free.











PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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