Day-31 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Light, Dark and Shadow
Form : Parallelogram de Crystalline
Depressing
Is the imperfect world
Embracing every waking moment.
Uplifting
The sight of blazing clouds
Are they carrying hope in their arms?
Believing
In the power of nature
Let the light heal the darkness in me.
Weathering
All the shadows of time
A Phoenix will breathe again and shine
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Day-30 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: About Self
Form: Free Verse
There is no "I" anymore
There is no "ME" to talk about
I am a ghost of "Tomorrow"
With clipped "WINGS"
In place of "HOPE"
"1" is trying very hard
To find the "ME"
To "SMELL" the flowers
But, there are too many "OBSTACLES"
There was a "HAPPY" I
Now, there is just a " BROKEN" me
Not much to say about " ME"
When time has erased the "I"
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Day-29 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Tracks
Form: Free Verse
On the other side of the tunnels
Childhood dances
On an arch of sepia memories.
My dreams
Through the plains and beaches,
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Day-28 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Journey
Form: Free Verse
Life is a moment
You are not who you are
A flickering wind
A touch of skin
A fragrant whiff
Stays forever
Everything that breaks you
Also makes you stronger
You cross the bridge
Leaving all those moments
You are just-
A breathing epitaph.
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Day-27 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Magic
Form: Decuain
Let me curl up, close my eyes and forget,
What I am going through these tiring times,
I want happy moments and hold them tight,
Feel the breeze resonate in unsung rhymes,
My heart sings those songs of magical years.
Cascading memories after memories of yore,
A child like laughter wrapped in colorful daffodils,
Flashes of delightful sunset and welcoming shore
Encroach my solitude and dreams every night
And I live for those magical moments to enchant.
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Day-26 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Being Different
Form: Free Verse
It is not easy
To survive
In a world
Where looks
Are everything
What about those
Who are different?
Well, they are the best
They indulge in activities
Which make them strong
They turn into the fighters
The survivors who rock the
World with their creative minds
I have struggled
With complexes untold
Walked a long road
To reach my destination
I am myself again
Charging ahead to face
The challenges bravely
Being different is not a crime
It is a blessing
To do things differently.
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Day-25 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Breaking the rules
Form: Mitra
Moving,
Marking Milestones
My mind,
Making many moves
Mapping,
Memories mindlessly.
(We have to create our own poetry form today. So I created a simple poetic form called Mitra.
Mitra- 6 lines poem. Syllable count 2,4,2,5,2,6 and every word starts with the same alphabet. No particular rhyme scheme)
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Day-24 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: To do something different
Form: Joseph's Star
Day-23 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Gratitude
Form : Free Verse
How do I put this in words?
This feeling of being touched
By a force unknown and known.
A mystery of emotions
Dancing in the heart
Takes over without
Any reason or a rhyme.
A bond too strong to break
Every silence echoes
With many unsaid words
The quarrels, the debates
Signs of acceptance as
Distances melt
And words are just an excuse
But, what remains
Is the warmth
Of a life long friendship.
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Day-22 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: A word or phrase
Form : Acrostic
Another day goes by
Nudging the silent hours
Every sound is voiceless
Masking the ghosts of darkness
Poetry has taken over
The dark hours of loneliness
Yearning flames of desires
Eavesdrop in the verses
Veering towards a chasm
Eating away the soul
Night and its shadows are mine
I am jostling in the whirlwind
Noiselessly and tired
Grieving myself to sleep.
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(The song spoke to me as the sun went down the horizon.
Khali haath shaam aayi hai.....the evening has come empty handed)
Day-21 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Taste
Form: Free Verse
Such power
In those greens
Smooth, creamy
Explosively sour
Packed with iron
And a number of vitamins
My mouth waters
As I mention its name
It comes with
So many memories and
Ancient wisdom
Wrapped in its leaves.
Jars and jars of pickles
Adorn the kitchen walls
Mango, lemon, tomatoes and more
But, for me, these are my pride
Just a spoonful of this magic
On my plate
Enough to cause an uproar
With a mouthful of rice
The senses ripples
On the taste buds
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Day-20 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Touch
Form : Free Verse
Day-19 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt : Being in the present
Form: Synchronicity
Remnants of the past life teach us
Many life skills and we learn to
Survive.
Life is too complex and moody
We can never be right or wrong
Confused.
A kind word and positive friends
Helps to heal the soul, feel and mend
The heart.
We continue to make mistakes,
Learning and unlearning to bear
The pain.
We listen to our heart sometimes,
And sometimes we cry and laugh too
Bravely.
We know , nothing lasts and nothing
Is perfect and rosy and still
Believe.
......
In the make believe world we live
We play many roles randomly
Unmasked.
There is something else which hinders
Acceptance or fooling ourselves.
Our pride!
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Day-18 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: The process of relaxing
Form : Free Verse
My
World
Is filled
With age old nostalgia
The walls resonate
With fragrant and happy songs
Dancing in the rain
Feeling the warm breeze
In the veins
A bohemian dreamer
Lived in that world.
A tiny world it was
Just a past memory.
I cannot touch that world anymore
But I capture it
In frames
Colour them
And make them live
Within my heart
In my world
Flowers along with their colorful lovers
Fearlessly serenade and breathe in the open sky
The sepia shaded sunsets
The blue sky
The swaying palms
Ignite my dormant desires,
A tempest brews in my heart, and
Carry me to far away lands
I take a deep breathe
Reminiscing a time
Left far behind
My nomadic soul
Yearns to feel
The voiceless muse
And I paint those
Dreams I lived
In that tiny world
To heal and
Find peace.
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Day-17 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Wild rhythm
Form : Etheree
I
can feel
the wild wind
galloping through
the seasonal chimes.
Autumn runs in the bones
and spring flutters in the breast.
The starlit sky raining galaxies
as I dance on the periphery
waiting eagerly to grow my clipped wings
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Day 16 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt Turning things inside out
Form : Pictorial
Swirling she with
and bonds beats
twirling with of
the the unsung
phrases dervishes verses
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Day-14 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt : Truth
Form : Acrostic
There is no way to put the demons to sleep
Remnants of old wounds keep crossing path
Unannounced they visit
To erode the soul piece by piece
How I wish I could control the ghosts and erase the past!
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Day-15 OctPoWriMo2020
Prompt: Change of Perspective
Form : Free Verse
Day-13 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Outside the Box
Form : Pantoum
I would thrash the patriarchy
If I were given a choice
Cloistered in a tower of hierarchy.
I would raise my voice.
If I were given a choice
Segmented in a gender bias
I would raise my voice.
To break the chains of archaic rhymes.
Segmented in a gender bias
Trying hard to stand tall
To break the chains of archaic rhymes
Searching for freedom before the fall.
Trying hard to stand tall
Fighting for a piece of sky
Searching for freedom before the fall.
Leaving behind the veiled lie.
Fighting for a piece of sky
Cloistered in a tower of hierarchy.
Leaving behind a veiled lie
I would thrash the patriarchy
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Day-12 OctPoWriMo 2020
Prompt : Play
Form : Free Verse
Four marbles in tiny hands
Pawned the cashew nuts for a bait
Life was a playground in childhood
Innocent were the ways of fate.
The multicolored kites smiled
Vacationing in the azurine skies
The little hearts rejoiced
As the birds took wings
The best times were spent
Riding on the waves
Gathering the colorful shells
Life was filled with magical moments
Seasons were lifelines
Full of vibrant and fragrant air
There were no rules and regulations
Wild feet danced without any care.
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Day-11 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Muse
Form : Free Verse
A pandemic
Crossed path unannounced
And life went haywire
Not ready to accept the change
The mind played games
And finally surrendered
To the new normal phase.
Went through bouts
Of loneliness and self loathe
Struggled to find some semblance
In the unwanted chaos
Moving through the darkness
Tried to find some hope
In people and sundry things
Alas! Nothing worked!
And then the miracle happened
The muse came knocking
One fine morning
With loads of blessings
A few bulbs of life in a box
Sheltered in the dark
Waiting eagerly to see the light
I took them tenderly in my hands
And placed in their home
Where they bloom
As if they are born free
Glowing in their freedom
I live and find peace
In the little moments
Watching them standing tall
Giving me hope to stay strong
I know I will heal
Once they start flowering
And their fragrance spreads
In every corner of the house.
My mornings are blessed
In the company of my verdant muse.
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Day-10 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt : Letting Go
Prompt: Free verse
Rejection,
That one word
Still hurts and haunts
Many seasons have passed
But, the ache never stops
Those dark days surface
Once in a while
Bringing the demons
Crawling out of the womb
So dark
That they penetrate
Every pore
Of the skin.
Maybe those scars
Will heal
When the body is at peace
In the softly mowed earth.
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Day-9 OctPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Head from Heart
Form : Loop
How can we balance
Balance the head and the heart
Heart is a restless nomad
Nomad in search of happiness.
Mind oscillates
Oscillates between feelings
Feelings of present and past
Past trapped in dark shadows.
Moving on parallel lines
Lines carved by destiny
Destiny drives the wheels
Wheels of the head and the heart.
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