Author: Anuradha Sayeenathan
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Free from concrete
#NaPoWriMo21 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #Day5 #twostylesofpoetry #concreteandfreeverse . Trying to survive by the asphalt suffocates me, Come home to the forests, There lie our roots, The life that we aspire to live! And my species have a lot more to give! . PS Concrete poem is in the picture and free verse is repeated here.
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My Address
Follow the flashy fireflies, get lost in the dense, dark woods! Jump in the cool lily pond Check moonlight ripples around you! Listen to the chirpy cricket choir and hoot like the big-eyed owls! Crawl on the vast grass bed and gaze at the serene night sky! Among the million shiny stars There is one…
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Melodies of Joy
To teach us It is okay to indulge in worldly rapture And okay to let go and change our nature, . to enlighten us That nothing but change is permanent, And fear of failure is the real opponent, . To empower us With the courage to banish sinful kin, The wisdom to withdraw, and let…
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Cauvery
Thank you For flowing through the hills and valleys For carrying on centuries old historic stories! . Thank you For the wilderness on each of your banks! For feeding men of all states and ranks! . Thank you For nurturing fish, insects, beasts and birds! For inspiring divine poets and royal bards! . You know it…
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The Legacy
I’m the Abhimanyu in the womb. The womb of our home. I’m the absorbent mind. . I ape you my dear mom I copy you my loving dad I’m the absorbent mind. . Eat healthy, play in the sun, No screen time, follow the rules, Be responsible, be humble! I’m the absorbent mind. . Be…
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A Fairy! A tale!
A fairy! A tale! . His coarser made circles around me, sweeping me off my feet he whispered, . “Bring on thy magical words my beautiful ladylove!” . The horse strolled amidst the woods, and the song slipped through my lips, . “I’m the fragrance of a wild rose shrub, you are the breeze that…
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All Seasons
#PoAttic-4 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour All seasons I do not think of you when I look at moonlit sky! I stopped missing you! Seldom do I cry! Your name isn’t the warmth anymore in my winter days. I locked the spark in the woods and blocked all the ways! I do not remember the magic…
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Spare your science book for a while!
#artoonsinn #poetryparlour #Poattic3 #Canyouhearme Do not believe in your science book! Water has life, it whispers in the brook! Rainbow leads to the deep, vast blue, stars can smile; trust me it’s true. …