Category: AZatPP
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Zigzag life
As the sun smiles I see a new dawn A lush green lawn A path lined with blooms . As the light shifts at noon The path winds Along shrubs of thorn As I rush forward My body feels alone. A trying time Like a whiplash Flicking my mind Though a chosen chalk path I…
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Zinnias
. Pink, Purple, Orange ,Red, Colours many, colours bright, Oh Zinnias! you are undoubtedly an enthralling bouquet of delight. . Symbolizing endurance you patiently brave the midsummer heat and frosty winter with fortitude. You are the fairies that adorn my pavement. Your petals are winged rays of hope – Flourishing in cracks, smiling through crevices…
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Zindabad
Civilizations thrived and shaped under these skies Kingdoms ruled and survived these golden soils. Your fabric absorbed every invasion, every blow And colored itself into a rainbow- As together as it is diverse- a composite, A patchwork quilt, so exquisite, That, when conflicts threatened to unravel, A common thread of belonging Held each fragment together.…
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Zoom in Zoom out
Tied to the screen Without breaks in-between Hearing impaired Concentration frayed … Your name is called out What to say you doubt Mind strayed Memory betrayed … You fumble for words Internet you curse Speech jargoned Time bargained … At night a different scene Your beloved on screen Affection sought Arguments fought … Human connection…
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Z(ee)-topia!
#AZatPP #Day26 #LetterZ . A veritable oasis For the tired soul. A ‘Kid’ genius created this. Mithru, aka Z, you are pure gold. . A Parlour for the Poets, Writers Room for the stalwarts. Room 9, plus rooms for Travellers, Photography, Music, not forgetting a Canvas for the Arts. . If you are down and…
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Zeal
#PoetryParlour #AZatPP #day 26 #zeal Zeal In life, the stumbling blocks, This, that and miscellaneous, Surfaces, resurfaces, Again and again, With an unusual zeal. Its recurrences, Cannot always be anticipated, And for that matter, Cannot always be deterred, By mere weak will. . One must have, The same unusual zeal, To vanquish, Those ‘beasts’ of…
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Xenas
Toxic around, toxic within, People blame and attack, Right from birth you’re conditioned, No place can be yours, Although they belong to you, and you should care, Sacrifice and adjust should be your motto, Fly as long as you’re free, and permitted to do so. . Like the sand particle transforming into a shiny pearl,…
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Yesteryear and snowflake
Where the lonely tree was not so lonely Silently absorbing the beauty of flurry Picturesque fleets,snow capered mountains The swirly flother, compact and unique Delicate and fragile much like relationships Slow and steady shikaras navigate with versatility Paving through frozen white blankets of purity The water merely visible act as reflections Of glorious misty peaks…
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Xenobia, my furry friend
#X Two sleepless nights have I spent In search of my tortoiseshell. All streets and alleys Scoured have I, and in dismay My head, I have racked and rent. But nothing’s come out of This labour spent. *** Xenobia, my Turkish cat Has disappeared, after a spat With Griffin Fangs- who stole her window perch.…
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Yacht.
AZatPP The nostalgic memory of the cruise in a yacht four years ago in Switzerland. Brings cheers when I think of that. The blue water of the lake the clear sky above, the captivating surroundings picturesque and enchanting. Beautiful memories gratify the heart I can’t forget it till my last.
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Yours truly…
To, the midnight scribbles Thanks, for enabling me to paint the sky To, the solitary moon Thanks, for being my trusted companion To, the blank stale pages Thanks, for reading the words in my eyes To, the unopened ink bottle Thanks, for inking the unreadable letters To, …
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Yet I Wait..
AtoZatPp Y Toxic hearts Stalk the world. And yet, I wait For love’s nascent hues To float upon A summer cloud And cast a spell Upon a warring world, Torn and bound. Perhaps, It will come – One day, some day, When our eyes begin To love the colours of peace.