When in doubt, be self-assured

Light was blocked far away from where it could reach a million dreams, and just like that it vanished into eternity. Darkness didn’t seem foreboding as I once imagined it to be, it just felt as natural as daylight could be.

The traps, the fallacies of imagination didn’t pounce on me and neither did a ghost catch me unawares. Darkness is a safe place to be for a brave, nay, self- assured soul.

Opera of contentment watered doubts away, yes, outlook of life changes from despair to hope, if only I’d give it a chance.

95 words

Poetry form :- Prose- poetry.

Inspiration drawn from the prompt line :- “It came from somewhere too far to walk, from as far away as the most unreasonable desire, the most devastating hope.” ( Sharmishtha Mohanty in Thirty two nights and dawns)

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting RXC # 245 . The above line is the prompt and requirement was to express our thoughts in prose-poetry form. Thank you Sammi Cox for hosting Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #274 ( Prompt word :- Opera and word limit :- 95 words). Thank you all for stopping by and reading.


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