Twitterverse

A lady’s angelic face with eyes fixed at a bouquet of crimson roses.
How can beauty be painted in
a hundred and forty characters or less?

A poet’s rhymes whose reasons never share the flow of dreams.
How can madness be captured in
a hundred and forty characters or less?

A toddler giggles as he blows a single candle on his cake.
How can happiness be shared in
a hundred and forty characters or less?

A widow struggles as she fights the flow of bitter tears.
How can grief be kept in
a hundred and forty characters or less?

A summer morning’s sun peeping through the clouds.
How can light filter through
a hundred and forty characters or less?

A winter evening’s moonless sky.
How can darkness cover
a hundred and forty characters or less?

Hashtags true, and hashtags false. Hashtags here and hashtags there.
You’re up, you’re down. But hey, you’re trending through
a hundred and forty characters or less!