351. Prompt - Broken watch

 Broken watch

 In bus as I sat recalling the instance of dupatta red 

My mind recalled my broken watch story in just seconds

I lost my job because of my anger lame

Let's uncover my story of irascible heart flame

In the fight between heart and mind

Choosing heart is always my find

I speak out everything without filter 

And realise only when I rethink over a coffee filter 

So my job in big four is still close to my heart 

This is my first job here and my lifes part

Three years here I was just doing codes

Whereas I could have achieved many milestone mode 

If I would ask my team to give me a chance to learn when free 

They would tell me that they aren't asked to teach me

Asking my manager I was literally drained

She would say that at right time I would be trained

The peer who joined recently was trained on all task

And why I was inefficient was the management's ask 

Then my manager sat next to me 

And said that operations task is not meant for me 

I said that I love my work and I am sincere 

I have always worked on the feedback and been transparent without fear 

Then came the all star awards turn

Purposely excluding my name from list was indeed a inner burn

I was although hinted about my exit 

I thought the opportunity to reply fit 

I told my manager that what she did to me was not right 

Isolating me for task and even prize was taken as a personal fight 

I told her she is bias and didn't do good 

Giving me my share of recognition was the least she could 

But then the things I told her in rage 

Resulted me in signing the termination page 

The most difficult part of this anger rant

Was even difficulty in changing department

Because my manager had put a poor rating 

And overcoming the same was a difficult setting 

I had to pay a high price for being tough 

And during the phase of my notice period working phase was rough 

Somehow I managed to work in other team 

performance based I am granted extension no less than a dream 

Since we are branch of same company tree

My previous manager happens to see me in pantry

Initial days were tough for us 

I used to find ways not to meet eyes 

But then two days back when I met 

I smiled as our eyes glued to each other set

It was awkward but we greeted beyond 

Like a broken watch with fevikol rebond

Although I know I may not see time with a broken base

But yes in my minds showcase I may keep her as memory phase 

So anger had made my jolly nature into bitter art

Also it had induced a sense of discomfort 

But one smile worked as a magic bliss

As I replaced my anger to forgiveness

Keeping grudge doesn't heal 

Winning an arguement is not a big deal 

After anger effect is a strange feel

I ended up being sad,upset and lack of zeal

Universe gave me a chance to restart 

I know life is not fair but it's ones karmic accounts part 

Even now I know I may not be my managers favourite 

But then handling

 diplomatically is a art

Same matter for which I was fighting over now seems lame 

This is one of my stories how watch was broken but time showed same. 

©️ ✍️Priyanka Kamath 

350. Prompt Red dupatta

 The bus story yesterday taught me to me alert to save me 

Red Dupatta is a metaphor for red flags to identify,deal and be free 

As I sat down in my cab , I was reflecting on things happen at workplace this day

There is my senior,let's name him HK 

He was calling me to wherever he was seated all the while 

There was nothing important to discuss and my work was pending in pile 

His some comments seemed very odd and didn't seem sincere

And I am adjusting to the new work culture in new place here 

Some of his comments were repetitive one

Example - he had mentioned earlier if Kamat restaurant was as per my surname

So I said if Salman khan is his relative as per his surname 

So he got offended on remarks same 

He had asked me what is my qualification which I had told 

But today again he asked same question and I felt like repeated episode 

He asked if I am on social media ,I said yes , I do reels sometime

His response is do you dance like kachha badam girl style 

He is a red flag but I am assigned to learn work from him every 

Hence I can't be rude but I should know to draw my boundary 

Next he commented on my profile picture and said is this a click from this year

Instead of replying directly , I counter questioned him 'why' without any fear

I understand that when I am soft and kind 

People take me from granted as they assume I don't mind 

But I guess I should learn to identify the red dupatta and neatly pin 

And be strict and draw my margin 

Being afraid or crying is not a solution 

Especially when I see from people's eye on their intention

 Doing duty nicely ,Facing them being brave and fierce 

Handling with positive mindset ,all these sort of peers !!

©️✍️ 

Priyanka Kamath 

7 Oct 2026

Prompt Bus

 Prompt* Bus*

Nature when is sensitive to any tone

Leads to walking in emotional zone

when I feel vulnerable it's ok to shed tear

But someone taking advantage of my sensitivity is the fear

An example I am quoting now is open ended story

Not sure if I did right or have to be sorry 

I was walking towards bus stand this day 

And passing over a zebra crossing way

A person in white mini bus purposely didn't stop which seemed odd

Came across my way and didn't move between road 

I felt weird that my presence was not acknowledged

I was half way through road,but parked car in between road full fledged

He seemed to find pride in blocking my way 

I just patted my tiffin bag on the back of his bus as I walked past this play

His ego was hurt by mere touch not even a scar

I kept walking and came so far 

Now he comes out of the bus and starts calling from behind 

'Hello Hello' ,I heard but I didn't turn back purposely his side 

My tiffin patting his bus was a deliberate act 

It didn't damage it in any way for the fact 

But his ego was hurt and now he could stop the bus,walk all way just to fight 

Seeing this effort to argue with me was kind of delight

When I wanted to cross he didn't care

And me ignoring his' Hello hello' kinda seemed fair 

I wanted to make him feel what I felt 

Not sure if this was the right way I dealt 

Possibly ignoring was also a better way

Which I follow on basis all day

But it's ok to test self at time

Sometimes I lose otherwise I shine 

My inner self just whispered one thing 

Whatever you do , later don't overthink 

Matter is done and this was my story of  bus 

Next time I should be mindful to not put self in any mess !!

@✍️ Priyanka Kamath 

348. Ghost

 Cockroach type is different from home town when

Same bait doesn't work here to shoo off them 

Same applies to ghost ,I was told not to freak

If ghost appear, just undress self to make it powerless and weak 

But ghost here fell for me and started to meet in my balcony 

He would act as my wish be it being serious, romantic or funny

He was just like a customised AI 

I didn't want to let this ghost go off my tie

One day when my mind visualised the outcome 

I locked the balcony so that Ghost doesn't come

He still communicated over the closed door 

But the gap between expectations and reality seemed more

The charm of the ghost kept fading this while 

Everything changed right from his approach and talking style 

Cockroach example in beginning was to express

Not always black magic work for unresolved mess

At times it's the mind which needs to be strong to see 

If the ghost is just imagination or the really within me 

Ghost is ghosting me and it's for my good 

The worst nightmare is my own vices and not the ghost is what I have understood !!

✍️©️ Priyanka

 Kamath 

2 Oct 2026

Cockroach type is different from home town when

Same bait doesn't work here to shoo off them 

Same applies to ghost ,I was told not to freak

If ghost appear, just undress self to make it powerless and weak 

But ghost here fell for me and started to meet in my balcony 

He would act as my wish be it being serious, romantic or funny

He was just like a customised AI 

I didn't want to let this ghost go off my tie

One day when my mind visualised the outcome 

I locked the balcony so that Ghost doesn't come

He still communicated over the closed door 

But the gap between expectations and reality seemed more

The charm of the ghost kept fading this while 

Everything changed right from his approach and talking style 

Cockroach example in beginning was to express

Not always black magic work for unresolved mess

At times it's the mind which needs to be strong to see 

If the ghost is just imagination or the really within me 

The worst nightmare is my own vices 

Ghost is ghosting me and it's for my good 

I need to be mindful of my choices 

I am dangerous than the ghost is what I have understood !!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

2 Oct 2026

@⁨~Vipin V. Kamb

le⁩ 

@⁨+91 96963 14289⁩ 

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Cockroach type is different from home town when

Same bait doesn't work here to shoo off them 

Same applies to ghost ,I was told not to freak

If ghost appear, just undress self to make it powerless and weak 

But ghost here fell for me and started to meet in my balcony 

He would act as per my wish be it being romantic or funny

He was just like a customised AI 

I didn't want to let this ghost go off my tie

One day when my mind visualised the outcome 

I locked the balcony so that Ghost doesn't come

He still communicated over the closed door 

But the gap between expectations and reality seemed more

The charm of the ghost kept fading this while 

Everything changed right from his approach and talking style 

Cockroach example in beginning was to express

Not always black magic work for unresolved mess

At times it's the mind which needs to be strong to see 

If the ghost is just imagination or is really within me 

The worst nightmare is my own vices 

I need to be mindful of my choices 

Ghost is ghosting me and it's for my good 

 I am dangerous than the ghost is what I have understood !!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

2 Oct 202

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@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩ 

@⁨+91 96963 14289⁩ 

347. Picture prompts ( Platform,key, balloon )

 Review 

Achingly beautiful and deeply colored it turns absence into presence.

You made your parents' love immortal still calling, still watching, still holding you tight. Best wishes 🎁

I am missing my parents and feeling low

Involuntarily tears just flow 

My thoughts just run like the train

Back to my memory lane 

And heart feels and relives and express in tears form

Similar to the rain soaked railway platform.

Rusting is "Ganesh Priya" home key 

Each corner has memory that is mildly fading within me 

What booms like balloon is my parents sweet voice 

Their soul is watching me over , leaving body was God's choice 

Thank you dear parents for sacrificing so many things freely 

Wherever you are please remember I miss you dearly 

I don't know why I am unable to control my tears and feeling so heavy and in pain

All I need is your hug and hoping if I relive with any of your essence again 

I am waiting for a train in platform in hope you both will come to me 

I am still holding up to old key but you seem to fly like the balloon so free

I ran behind it to hold it tight

In no time the balloon went off my sight 

I felt so important when you both called me for everything and shared your feelings

Now when I don't get your messages checking on me

if I had my food ,my whereabouts and dearly calling Pri

How shall I tell you that I feel like the same rusted key absolute 

Once I was a solution now feel obsolete 

Wherever you both are know that you mean the world to me 

Please heal me and help me let go off any burden and like that balloon feel back free

***

I miss my parents, and involuntarily my tears just flow,

My thoughts run like a train to memories I know.

Like a rain-soaked platform, my heart feels heavy with pain,

Waiting for a moment to meet them again.

The rusted key of our “Ganesh Priya” home still stays,

Holding memories of those beautiful days.

Their sweet voices rise like a balloon in the sky

Their souls watching over me from up high.

I ran behind the balloon to hold it tight

In no time it went off my sight 

I miss when they called my name with love,

Checked on me if I ate well and my whereabouts every then and now 

I once felt needed, important and they always my side 

Now without their messages, something feels so empty inside 

 I am waiting for a train in platform in hope you they will come to me 

Wherever they are, heal me, please stay with me.

***

Polish version 

I miss my parents, and involuntarily my tears just flow,

My thoughts run like a train to memories I know.

Like a rain-soaked platform, my heart feels heavy with pain,

Waiting for a moment to meet them again.

The rusted key of our “Ganesh Priya” home still stays,

Holding memories of those beautiful days.

Their sweet voices rise like a balloon in the sky,

Their souls watching over me from up high.

I ran behind the balloon to hold it tight,

But in no time, it went out of my sight.

I miss when they called my name with utmost love,

Checked if I had eaten and asked where I was.

I once felt needed, important, with them always by my side,

Now, without their messages, something feels empty inside.

I wait for a train on the platform, hoping they will come to me,

Wishing they are at peace, and asking them to stay with me.

***

I miss my parents, and involuntarily my tears just flow,

My thoughts run like a train to memories I know.

Like a rain-soaked platform, my heart feels heavy with pain,

Waiting for a moment to meet them again.

The rusted key of our “Ganesh Priya” home still stays,

Holding memories of those beautiful days.

Their sweet voices rise like a balloon in the sky,

Their souls watching over me from up high.

I ran behind the balloon to hold it tight,

But in no time, it went out of my sight.

I miss when they called my name with utmost love,

Checked if I had eaten and telepathy just worked somehow

I once felt needed, important, with them always by my side,

Now, without their messages, something feels empty inside.

I wait for a train on the platform, hoping they will come to me,

Wishing they are at peace, all I need is one more hug lovingly calling me Pri

346. Cafe

 *Cafe*

Review 

What a raw, real, and brave write you turned a stressful workday and an honest mistake into a powerful reminder about boundaries, self-care, and finding freedom in your own poetry.

Your cafe isn't just coffee, it's your safe space to breathe, reflect, and heal beautifully honest and deeply relatable. Best wishes 🎁💞

Cafe serves more than coffee and bite

It's a safe space to vent out and feel light 

My coffee partner is my poetry 

Expressing my emotions gives a sense of victory 

Everyday as I have to visit workplace 

I had left my laptop charger in safe

After working hours I shut down the machine for instance 

And give some time to other chores to maintain work life balance 

On my way home my manager calls me to ask if I will work after reaching home 

I were to visit a clinic yesterday so I informed her in polite tone 

She told me why I didn't inform her about this 

I said any programme scheduled after working hours didn't seem to me a matter to discuss 

Asking on my health was the last thing in her mind to match 

As it's month end , with it brings workload batch 

She asked me to work from home the next 2 days 

It suddenly clicked my mind that charger is at office maze

 

So I requested her if I could work from office the next day

 

She literally said ' I will kill you ' first which I thought was a fun banter say 

But then she heightened her tone and said in strong words rushing in race 

To arrange the charger somehow as she cant let

commuting time wastage to workplace

There is a maker checker concept tier

My work needs to be verified by other peer 

Which means if I don't work during travel time and even if sit later 

My colleague might be taking break then which might not cater 

So I mentioned to my manager that I will sit late in office which seemed like a silver lining

For which she said there is no end to work and all request needs to be addressed same evening

 

To arrange for charger I checked with my neighbours and colleagues who stay closer line 

As my workplace is in remote area and I couldn't commute to office the same time 

Nothing worked in my favour anyways 

I was so busy that I forgot to have my meal and even wore my attire opposite way 

I learnt how my peers respond to my request 

This experience was really genuine way to test 

With whom I expected the least , they tried helping me

 

But I conveyed to my manager about not being able to arrange charger and felt free 

Next day I come to office with positivity some

Mentioned to team that will work again once I reach home 

Not even a sip of coffee I consumed today 

But my poetry is my buddy mate to listen whatever I say

 

It was an experience to understand anything can happen in lifes fable

I should not leave things behind , Be more responsible 

Not all people are meant to understand me

Removing expectations can make me happier and free

Hoping next cafe time I get along some new experience and learning 

Feeling happier taking some me time amidst all happening is a real earning !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

29 Sept 2026

@⁨~Surangama⁩ 

@⁨~Saloni Khanna⁩ 

345.

Write down feelings if speaking doesn't feel right

.

I am made to feel guilty for a work related error this time 

Heart aches when silence is reciprocated as a punishment sign

Reality is that in corporate world nobody is mine 

Writing down my feelings is my way to express and feel fine

I am positive to overcome this phase and shine !!!