The Empty Nest

 Day-8 NAPOWRIMO-2021

Prompt: A monologue.

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I remember that day clearly

The last day of your life

You woke up early,

Asked me to make some black tea

I got busy preparing for exams

You got busy reading a newspaper

And then the clocked chimed

We got ready to face the routine life

You went your way to work

I went to crack the examination board

I never imagined in my wildest dream

It is going to be the last day together

The contours of your swarthy face

Still make my heart ache

The death of the prime minister

Took a piece of your existence

How thin and fragile you looked

After two months of life threatening break

Hope beamed and you stood tall

You said " Everything is going to be fine"

I believed in your wise words

You couldn't have thought then

Your words  would echo in the empty air

Within a few hours after you uttered them

What I least expected happened

Death snatched you away without any call

A heart bleed with deep sadness

No words could express the ache you left

There were chaos all around

The hungry mouths cried without  a sound

Silence greeted them every day and night

They waited eagerly  for your footsteps 

To bring a smile on their faces

Don't you think it was too selfish!

To leave a bunch of teenagers 

Stranded and fend for themselves...

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-eight-8/

Flurry Muse

 Day-7 NAPOWRIMO-2021

Prompt: To write a Shadorma or a Fib

My attempt: A Fib ( 6 line poem with a syllabus count of 1/1/2/3/5.8)

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Hope

Comes

In forms

Known unknown

Connecting to life

Through a living kaleidoscope.

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-seven-7/

The Magical Brush

 Day-6 NAPOWRIMO-2021

This pic is forwarded by my daughter. My poem is about this image.

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Who is the magician

Who has painted the skies

With breathing heartbeats?

The dawn and dusk

Ooze shades of life.

Where does the charm

Come from riding on bright beams

With chiseled dreams? 

Hope is translating 

Destinies of many,

The tiny speck 

Shrouded in sepia canopy

Speaks of many possibilities

I am left speechless

As the magic weaves around me...

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/1942-2/

Legacy

Day-5 NAPOWRIMO-2021

I am a huge fan of Nayyirah Waheed. Her poems speak to me at different levels. I have taken one of her poems " Birthmarks" to complete this challenge.

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I am a shadow

Inverted in spaces

Along the seasons  across waters.

Trudging-

Breathing in hiccups.

May I sin

Many folds and many times.

Merging in the milieu .

Nobody has power over me

Until my heart says so

Tow shall I

obscure lines

allowing

grief and joy to be my own.

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-five-8

Prompt: This prompt challenges you to find a poem, and then write a new poem that has the shape of the original, and in which every line starts with the first letter of the corresponding line in the original poem. If I used Roethke’s poem as my model, for example, the first line would start with “I,” the second line with “W,” and the third line with “A.” And I would try to make all my lines neither super-short nor overlong, but have about ten syllables. I would also have my poem take the form of four, seven-line stanzas. I have found this prompt particularly inspiring when I use a base poem that mixes long and short lines, or stanzas of different lengths. Any poem will do as a jumping-off point, but if you’re having trouble finding one, perhaps you might consider Mary Szybist’s “We Think We Do Not Have Medieval Eyes” or for something shorter, Natalie Shapero’s “Pennsylvania.”

Romancing Death

 Day-4 NAPOWRIMO-2021

Prompt: Take an image from a source and write a poem.

Source : https://twitter.com/SpaceLiminalBot

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For a year,

The world has turned upside down,

Cloistered in boundaries unshaped

Whirlwind of emotions suck in.

There were days when 

The tunnel engulfed 

In a claustrophobic  existence, 

The walls cast fearful shadows while

The cycle of day and night went on.

This period has taught many lessons

It has awaken a deep sense of understanding

Family matters, kindness and acceptance too

The most important lesson, when life is at stake, 

One can survive even with limited resources too.

Nature has been a great teacher

It  has made man realize 

That life is precious 

But, the fear, will I see tomorrow, continues,,,

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-four-9/

My piece of comfort

 Day-3 NAPOWRIMO - 2021

Prompt: Personal Universal Diary

My take: Just a few lines. Off prompt.

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Colors,

Blushing in the warm sun

Takes me on a blissful journey

To find peace.

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-three-7/

Some Roads Mend the Heart

 Day-2 NAPOWRIMO-2021

Prompt reference: Robert Frost's poem " The Road Not Taken".

Prompt : The choices which made a difference.

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If freedom had a voice then, 

There would be no regrets

For choosing life 

With a pinch of salt.

The road taken 

In youthful flush

Was not smooth

There were many thorns

Which left marks

On an aching heart.

As time moved on its heels

Many roads converged

With multiple scars

Reminders of a past

Smeared in sadness, and

A black hole of loneliness

A crisscross between

Life and death.

But, the hardships

Did add strength

Revolutionizing  the senses

With multiple hues

The course of belief changed

And made the road

Welcoming with 

Fragrant and hopeful blooms.

Participating in https://www.napowrimo.net/day-two-8/

Distanced

 Day-1 NAPOWRIMO 2021

Prompt word : "derange"

Video prompt : "Seductive Fantasy" by Sun and his Arkestra

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Shredded and shattered

She waits for the storm

As the hunger

Logged deep inside her

Explodes, and her

Geography of pain 

Moans in silence.

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-one-3/

Premotions

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Today, she hit the rock bottom

Worrying and dreading

Of unknown things

Again her body gave away

How invalid she feels!

She cannot make any sense

Of this senseless phase

A phase of displeased 

Or is it displacement?

Sort of here and there

An oscillating shadow

She is trying to catch hold of

Every nerve in the body

Is going haywire

And speaks its own langauge.

Lazyness

 

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There is a lull in the air

The day dragged on and on

A slight breeze of lethargy

Creeped lethally

And made her day boring

She couldn't fathom

What to do or what not

Her bones made funny noises

As if knocking   for a release

From the fortress 

She has built herself.

It is almost nine months

That she has caged herself

In that unknown fortress.

Drained

 

Today, she is back to her old self

Bedridden and lost

Her body again started

Acting weird

Dark shadows dance

Infront of her eyes

And she finds no way

To escape from the darkness

Sometimes she feels

She is nearing the end

Yes, there are days

When she feels she is on cloud nine

But, those are very few

Most of the days are

Enveloped in gloomy thoughts