unkempt traditions

 

 

"Unkempt Traditions"

 

spinning teacups toppled

half-burned incense drifting

forge broken bells that wobble

in untidy patterns


cracked crockery whispers

of yesterday’s feasts

where ribbons unraveled

and prayers slipped between cracks


a waltz of splintered vows

broken clocks counting backwards

as dust gathers in corners

of unfinished observances


swirl of loose ribbons

and forgotten lullabies

every step a stumble—

unkempt traditions dance on


in the messy metamorphosis

of what we leave behind

half-heard blessings

and observances undone


may these ragged echoes

spin through our bones

until we stitch them whole

or let them frail and flutter away






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Ready to tumble into a dance


Ready to tumble into a dance of toppled teacups and drifting incense?

Unkempt Traditions” spins out the beauty in half-finished customs—

cracked crockery whispering yesterday’s feasts.

It’s a playful ode to the rituals we quit before they truly begin.

Take the floor, give it a twirl—and tell me, which abandoned tradition

in your life still echoes with its own messy charm?


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