Debris of Memories

 The Sunday Muse #207

                                                      A man listening to a gramophone in what’s left of his bombed-out bedroom in Aleppo, 

                                                                                             Syria.  Photography by Joseph Eid

The music resonates

Resonates the happy days

Days of laughter and blissful times

Times now shattered  

Shattered between acrid smell and smoked debris

Debris stirs silence

        Silence, that echoes the gunfire

Gunfire, that silenced the smiles

Smiles of dear ones

Ones who were part of life

Life sacrificed mindlessly

Mindlessly, in the hands of greed

Greed has raised its demonic head

Head, that has completely forgotten

Forgotten, that we are all humans

Humans will all perish

Perish, in our own space and time

Time cannot erase

Erase the memories

 Memories that resonates

Resonates the melodies

Melodies of happier times.

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Whispers

 Day-23 NaPoWriMo-2022

Prompt: To write a poem in the style of Kay Ryan, whose poems tend to be short and snappy.

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She hears

these voices. Voices

broken into parts.

deep sounds,

loud, mellowed, 

whispered.

She is trying 

to understand

this stillness 

that is lurking

within her surrounding.

Or is it her mind

which is playing games?

This silence, tangible

nerve-wracking,

is eroding her

sense of belonging.

Participating in : NaPoWriMo-2022

Stayin Alive

 Day-22 NaPoWriMo-2022

Prompt: To write a poem that uses repetition. You can repeat a sound, a word, a phrase, or an image. Or any combination of things.

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La la la la la….

Flying in the wind

I sing like a nightingale

I embrace the sunny rhymes.

With dreams in my eyes.

La la la la la….

Kissed by the glittering star

Glowing in a bridal attire

The fragrant flowers,

Join me in my stride.

La la la la la…

Positive energy reigns

Running through the veins

Wild with the dancing heartbeats

“Stayin Alive ‘with the Bee Gees.

La la la la la…

Sanguine thoughts 

Dance through my healing pen,

Alive and hopeful

I bow to the new dawn.

Participating in : NaPoWriMo-2022

Fleeting Moments

 Day-21 NaPoWriMo-2022

Prompt: To write a poem where you first recall someone you knew closely but are no longer in touch with, then a job you used to do but no longer do, and then a piece of art you saw once and that has stuck with you over time. Finally, close the poem with an unanswerable question.

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The unexpected meeting

Turned out to be something

Beautiful and long-lasting.

Filling the lonely hours

With your presence,

Every moment was precious.

The hours changed 

Into months and months into years, 

We were inseparable. 

And then, one fine day

You left in the midway

Without a word or a second chance.

The workplace wore 

A desolate look

The work which I loved, felt 

Like an incomplete destiny

The geography of things, and

emotions became history.

The beautiful painting,

That hanged in your office

Remained an aching memory.

It shows up in my dreams

The burst of colors

The regaled roses

The manicured lawns

The replenishing  fountains,

Which you created with your hands,

Breaks my already broken heart

Into many more fragments.

I always wonder,

Why do we fall prey to our fate?

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Spiced up!

 Day-20 NaPoWriMo-2022

Prompt: To write a poem that anthropomorphosis a kind of food.

                                                              

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The moment 

I look at you

The body goes through a trance

The goosebumps 

Stand testimony to my needs

You have been my crush for too long

How I  long for you!

   Your soft crusty touch

Takes me on a journey

Of wants and desires

You spice up my life

With deep and passionate fires

Every bit of you melts on my tongue.

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My Choices

 Day-19 NaPoWriMo-2022

Prompt: To write a poem that starts with a command.

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Look! Leave me alone!

Don't preach to me about finding happiness,

It is just a reflection of a mirage;

Let my thoughts fill my space, before,

The last frontiers befall. 

Don't even bother to tell me to be sensible,

My desperate attempt at tranquility

Is a loss of faith and belief;

It has created unseen barriers. 

Stay away! Let me be in peace. 

My silent world is filled with broken promises

I will find comfort, in the arms of inked

Words, incomplete thoughts, and blank verses.

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Carpediem

 Day-18 NaPoWriMo-2022

Prompt: To write a poem that provides five answers to the same question.

                                                                     my village

I

The old-world charm needed a recall,

There was restlessness, lodged deep in the soul.

II

Some memories wanted to find closure,

The yearning was too strong to ignore.

III

Missed the sunset, the palms, and the alluring horizon,

Many half-truths and half-lies, still rested in the grave. hidden.

IV

The annihilation of the ancient grudges is one of the reasons,

The heart wanted to get purged and refreshed in a new season.

V

One needs to visit the place of a traumatic past,

Otherwise one carries the burden till it last.

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Jasmine

 The Sunday Muse - Word Garden Word List #19

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A silent moonlight

Kisses through the grills

There has been lots of humming

During the daylight.

The twinkling glow flies

Compete with your pristine whites

The air has felt the heat of desires

Fragrant pearls have lit the fires.

The evening turns tender

As a scented garland

Cascade through the tresses

Of a blushing lover.

How tempting you are

A petite seductress!

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Maxi

 Day-17 NaPoWriMo-2022

Prompt: To think about dogs you have known, seen, or heard about, and then use them as a springboard into wherever they take you.

                                                                              Maxi

I fell in love with you
The moment I held you in my arms
You spoke a language
With your limpid honey eyes.

You filled every hour with mischief
To have you following my every step
Toddling around, biting on things
A ferocious bonding with my ankles.

As you grew from a toddler to a teething wolf
With a taste for shoes, socks, and stretchy things
I managed to find you happy behind the flowery bushes
We shared moments of such joy my little waif.

How fast you grew from a toddler to a beautiful lass
With a shiny honey coat and twinkling eyes
There was no dearth of admirers
All of them lined up at the gates.

You were my princess
We protected you and loved you more
The day when death visited the master
You cried sitting at his feet begging God for his life.
How my heart surged that day
To see your silent prayers.

As time raced and days grew long
We crossed miles
In the lap of  life's mercy
You were by my side when fate crossed my path
Comforting me with your mute loyalty.

And then that day came
When time stood still
You wanted me to hold you
To ease the pain which eroded your body
Your eyes full of love asked for a remedy
How could my darling, I let you go!

It was a gloomy Sunday
When the rains dissolved in my tears
You lying in my arms
Looking at me with suffering
I made peace with myself
With a heavy heart, I bade you goodbye.


I know I couldn't stop you
Leaving me with an ache
Your last breath drowned in my sigh
Taking a piece of my heart
To the meadows of paradise.

Participating in : NaPoWriMo-2022

Cyclic Life

Day-16 NaPoWriMo-2022

Prompt: To write a  Curtal Sonnet. It consists of 11 lines with a rhyme scheme of abcabc dbcdc.The 11th line is short.

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Gloomy, greedy shadows move fast,

Turning bloodlines into water.

The loved ones wear the face of foes.

Nurtured love and care cannot last,

The trees, choke in a new shelter,

The branches, breathe, in grilled shadows.

The trees grew, unreachably tall,

They have seen, seasons together,

Within the nests, pretension flows,

Life moves on a seasonal wheel

 an autumn pose...

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Different Perspective

 Day-15 NaPoWriMo-2022

Prompt: To write a poem about something you absolutely have no interest in.

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A look in the mirror

Smiles back in confidence

It doesn't need 

Loads of cake to hide the wrinkles

Everyday, the voices echo

Do this, do that

Apply this, apply that

What is wrong in

Having a dark skin

With a few blemishes thrown in?

Age is not a burden

No cosmetics can help

To erase the experiences

Which are gracefully 

Embossed on the skin.

Participating in : NaPoWriMo-2022