124: NaPoWriMo Day 2: The light hits...

The light hits the walls
as instantly as the turning of eyeballs;
the murmurs subsided, as some ended their chitchats in hushed tones
while a few swiftly silenced and put away their phones,
and most leaned back and shifted in their seats for a comfier fit,
expecting to be enthralled, hypnotised and hit
by sentimental sights and songs as soon as the opening credits rolled in.

Though we fall somewhere in between
anticipating too much or expecting little to nothing,
it warms me that against all odds, by the end, we would all have in common one thing:
that for a moment in time we'll all have surrendered ourselves to be mesmerised in a shared secluded space
that we have, for whatever reason scheduled in our busy lives, to grace.

🎭

via Spill the Ink Poetry Lab

#2017inkedwallsday02 #2017inkedwallsprompt02

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Prompt:

In 14 lines, describe your unusual Sunday. Begin with “The light hits...” BONUS: Include an encounter with an old flame. #2017inkedwallsprompt02

123: NaPoWriMo Day 1: elaboracronymed

intensely feels but tries to refrain
zesty, feisty but covered in plain
zany but typically the same
agitated if provoked, but tame
trying but tried with a lot of stuff
yet I never seem to be enough.

#2017inkedwallsday1
#2017inkedwallsprompt01

A bit late oh well! 😅 #zspilledink

32017-04-03, 9.01am

via Spill the Ink Poetry Lab

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Prompt:

Write an Acrostic Poem of your name
#2017inkedwallsprompt01

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💜💜💜122: In a house with lacey white curtains

In our house with lacey white curtains
and a living room with flowers
- fresh, frail, framed, or fake -
laces and florals were expected
to be displayed at all times
in appearance, and in character.

In our house with lacey white curtains,
girls are to play with fashionistas, not action figures;
as if skirts and shields are mutually exclusive,
as if Barbies and Batmans aren't just dolls
with different styles and accessories.

In our house with lacey white curtains,
my ability to walk face forward in heels
with a dictionary on my head is more important than facing a heel
head on in a combat.

In our house with lacey white curtains,
my womb is reason enough to carry a life
but not to determine my own.

In my house with lacey white curtains,
I am not made of lace and flowers.
And my womb is my internal tomb.


2021-03-26 8.11pm

In our house with lacey white curtains
and a living room with flowers
- fresh, frail, framed, or fake -
laces and florals were expected
to be displayed at all times
in appearance, and in character.

In our house with lacey white curtains,
girls are to play with Barbies, not Batman;
as if skirts and shields are mutually exclusive,
as if Barbies and Batmans aren't just dolls
with different styles and accessories.

In our house with lacey white curtains,
my ability to walk face forward in heels
with a dictionary on my headis more important than facing a heel
head on in a combat.

In our house with lacey white curtains,
my womb is reason enough to carry a life
but not to determine my own.

In my house with lacey white curtains,
I am not made of lace and flowers.
And my womb is my internal tomb.


2017-09-16 7.11pm

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In a house with lacey white curtains
and a living room with flowers
- fresh, frail, framed, or fake -
laces and flowers were expected
to be displayed at all times
in appearance, and in character.

In a house with lacey white curtains,
girls are to play with Barbie, not Batman;
as if skirts and shields are mutually exclusive,
as if Barbies and Batmans aren't just dolls
with different styles and accessories.

In a house with lacey white curtains,
my ability to walk face forward in heels
with a dictionary on my head
is more important than facing a heel
head on in a combat.

In a house with lacey white curtains,
my womb is reason enough to carry a life
but not to determine my own.

In a house with lacey white curtains,
I am not made of laces and flowers.
And my womb is my internal tomb.

2017-04-01, 12.18pm

(during Baraka Blue workshop at Rumah Khizanat)

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