New found habits - Writing prompt
Look at the world now, look how much it has changed. Do you remember how life used to be, before lockdown? Do you even think about it anymore? Most of us have gotten used to this life. The life with a mask, the life with restrictions on travel, the life with sanitizers and thermal scanners. This pandemic sure has changed a lot, especially in our daily lives.
I for one, get to stay at home and work, which is nice in a way, cuz I don't have to go to office, I save on monthly expenses on food and travel, though rent is still being wasted, every month, but I've no choice. But this feels like the new normal. I stopped this and that, cause basically I can...
Sweedle's Creative Corner - 02
Enough of these nomad voices
screaming in your head.
Asking you to hush.
Faces veiled under different skins
that changes their wear.
Free your heart
to tame these noises.
Take a deep breath
and listen to your voices.
You're much more than what they think.
Work hard a little more
to kick open the door of your dreams.
SIGNALS OF LIFE
Topic : Write a TEDx Talk of your own.
Tag to be used : SIGNAL
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You all must have seen a TED talk or TEDx talk sometime in your life. Imagine YOU are invited to one such event. All you need to do, is to write your own powerful experience, that you would like to share with the world. In this way, you take a moment of pause in your life, reflect on your own experiences, and then move forward again filled with energy and enthusiasm.
How does it help others ?
At times we tend to learn from experiences from other people. Because they hav...
I have a long list of things that make me happy and a longer one that don't. But since I'm pretty good at segmenting, my focus remains on all things bright and beautiful. So here are my top seven joys, in that order:
1. Dance: both Indian classical and modern Western
2. Reading: give me a crime thriller and watch my surroundings melt away
3. Chocolates: anything above 55% cocoa content is always welcome
4. Conversations: deep and meaningful ones with a little humour sprinkled across; preferably with my family though, and probably close friends
5. Coffee: a black, sugar free cuppa is all I need to get in the "zone"
6. Writing and Calligraphy: some times content and at others the fonts take my...
I remember the time, that I used to post prompts week in and week out. Much of my creative edge has been lost over the last few months and Corona has only made it worse, in the sense a more lazier, lethargic me.
It's been like 3 months or so since the lockdown first happened, and recently most places have actually opened up, maybe in light of the falling economy. I am one among many, who got work from home, and probably one among few, who prefer to actually work from home.
In this writing prompt, you're to write how Corona has affected your daily life, some may have lost jobs, some may have to go to work, some love work from home, while some just want to get back to off...
TOPIC: Is social media ruining society?
In 2019, an estimated 2.95 billion people were using social media worldwide, a number projected to increase to almost 3.43 billion in 2023. Reports continue to surface on the link between social media and feelings of loneliness, depression, jealousy and anxiety. With this, the question on everyone’s lips is whether social media is bad for us. Has it impacted our humanity negatively? Irreversibly?
This week, think about the effects of social media - positive or negative. Write an argument in the comments section below and let other users challenge your statement or make a rebuttal.
What does purple taste like?
Like rich plum pudding dripping
Sweet on my tongue.
Like thick tense muscadine grapes
Exploding on my gums with nectar.
Like beefy starchy eggplant slices
Smothered in Parmesan and tomatoes.
Like young beets pickled and cold
Diced into fresh green salad with honey.
Like red cabbage cooked with corn beef
Slowly in a low heated iron pot.
Purple is the taste of jealousy,
The warm feeling of port wine
Poured down my throat to bury myself
From aching memories.
love the cabbage......him not so much....
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WRITING CHALLENGE | Black Lives Matter
Two weeks ago, George Floyd, an African-American man, was killed while in police custody. His death, which was captured on video, sparked global outrage. Daily protests and demonstrations against racism and police violence followed in cities throughout the United States and the world, still in the throes of a devastating pandemic.
We want to know your thoughts about the many issues and emotions Mr. Floyd's death and the protests that followed have elicited. Share your thoughts on everything from the role of policing in your communities and the purpose of protests to how deeply ingrained racism is in the world and if change is truly possible.
Someone Who breaks 💔 you pretty, and makes you to write wonders of memories...... 😢😢
When will you see👀 every thing i have told you ??.... when will you see the art we can create together, i hope you won't be long to realize...😔😔😔
I want you to know that i solemnly wait for the day that without realizing it, we will meet , recognize each other and continue the story we start in another life. In the afterlife maybe if they let us love each other.
*Voy a morir cierto?
-Todos tenemos un tiempo que cumplir
*Ya veo, ahora se por que las personas le temen tanto a morir, duele mucho, no creo que nadie pueda soportar esto, irónicamente segundos antes, un dolor inimaginable te consume y tortura hasta el último latido de tu corazón, momento en que atesoras y llamas a la muerte y por fin encuentras paz
-Mira por la ventana
*Las calles están muy frías y vacías, que paso con el resto
-No las puedes ver, pero, cada sonrisa, cada mirada, cada vida, están esperando el ocaso de su propia existencia
*Me iré con ellos?
-Me temo que tendrás que esperar, a pesar del gran dolor por el que estas pasando, no es tiempo, de alguna forma siempre e...
I was left alone to suffer by the one person i love the most as my breathe... my faithful heart, is what she will always have to remember for as long as she alive......