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Footsteps across the world
Where once we lived
Not anymore
Wasted our heritage away
We- the humans did it
(Sheen-August 2017)
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DAILY PROMPT
Inhabit
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/inhabit/
We had a dream
To travel to those far off wonderful lands
We thought we had ample time on our hands
But he left the world, and went on his travels alone
Where he didn’t need a passport on demand
I can’t think of traveling on my own anywhere
Cause I think without him it will be a nightmare
(Sheen-March2017)
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DAILY PROMPT
Passport
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
An artificial plant
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People like artificial
A fake smile here
A meaningless talk there
The artificial world thrive
In artificial words
In artificial thoughts
In artificial deeds
And that’s what’s happening here
(Sheen-October2016)
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DAILY PROMPT
Artificial
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
Realization struck, and the world changed.
It changed from a kind, caring one to one full of malice, and enmity.
I will never be safe —- Sheen
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DAILY PROMPT
Realize
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
The blood of Muslims flow into the streets
The bodies of dead ones wash upon distant shores
Hatred and suspicion cloud eyes be holding them
Weary and tired they seek different shores
But it’s all well in the rest of the world
(Sheen)
DAILY PROMPT
No Cliffhangers
Write a post about the topic of your choice, in whatever style you want, but make sure to end it with “…and all was well with the world.”
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/no-cliffhangers/
I am staying with my son. It’s so different from staying on my own. At my own home I remained busy. Looking after the house, getting groceries, cooking, gardening, going for my Quran classes, visiting friends and relatives or having them in return, the days whizzed by. Here, mostly I sit in my room overlooking the back lawn and stare out of the window. 😕 Occasionally a bird stirs and fly through and that’s it.
My days brighten up when my sister calls, so I get someone to talk to. She introduced me to VC Andrews recently. I got my third book of VC and have started reading it. I am so glad that I have got books to read otherwise I would have died of boredom.
Books are fun. They are companions. They take you to their world, making you forget the world you are in. I am weak at heart and that’s why I choose light fiction in books. At times even these books have scary parts which gives me terrible pangs. What I do is—— skip that part, or jump right to the end to see that, ‘All’s Well.’ I see in my mind’s eye at moments like these, my granddaughter M2 shaking her head at me, “No Nano, you can’t do this.”
