Category: Event entry
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The royal superwoman
The royal superwoman She was born a princess And grew up to be a strong fortress Love affection sensitivity Patriotism, justice, creativity All the traits inherent and nurtured Embodiment of self respect and virtue She protectedher womb fearlessly Just as the kingdom she guarded valorous She stood up for women’s rights Fought to eradicate misconduct …
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SuperWoman… I am not This
Super Woman That is not what I longed to be But I was just made in the journey That I didn’t even want to walk I wanted to be Ordinary Like the leaf With hues of gold and green. That would drift with zypher And would be left to wander I never wanted to be…
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Viribus
A pristine kitchen, a well kept house She weeps in a corner quiet as mouse . An imported rouge, hides a bruise A skin beautified by a lightening course . Her skills at darning, a thing to behold She must look smart, but not be bold . Lined with kohl, the doey eyes Make her…
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In Bits and Pieces I Exist…
#Poattic-7 In bits and pieces I exist. My excellence is attributed to a parent, My attitude to another parental house At the base of my cup of existence Lie dregs of doubt. A muddy mixture Of miscegenation, races, time and breed. I wonder who I am? Probably, just another lineage Line drawn, tacked with inheritances…
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Teddy's Thoughts.
#POATTIC-7 #SuperWoman . I’m Teddy! Been living on your bed, For the past thirty years. Watched you grow, your wings spread, Saw you flourish, felt your fears. . I’ve admired you sewing your wedding dress, To save a few pennies. Mourned with you when, due to stress, You lost your first baby. . Cried…
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Dear Diary
Dear Diary, . It’s another day, And time for another heart to heart, You and I together, Let’s revisit memories from the past. . My first crush, I whispered into your ears, Oh! How I blushed, While you silently cheered. . You held my hand, While you witnessed my first heartbreak, You didn’t admonish, Only…
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Dear Diary
Dear diary Day1In the serene library Silence was mandatory Concentration at its peak A look I did sneak My heart fluttered. Day 2 Oblivious to the surrounding Preoccupied in your being A book I did pick Survey of the room was quick Heart played the drums As your fragrance drifted in the room. Day 3…
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Haiku Dairies
#Lovediaries #poattic-6 Week 1. Sun’s my guardian star. Nosegays and roseate bouquets — Demeter and troth. **** Week 2. Sun’s sliced by umber, Phoebus- semicircles two, Buds open to bloom. …
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Finding Self Love… Love Diaries
In the quest of searching love I wandered from place to place Traversed through roads And streets unknown Looked around to find Where the flowers bloomed Saw through deep oceans Where the moon found solace I could find many emotions tucked And sometimes it all felt stuck I fell in love with the routine And…
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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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Until We Meet Again…
UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN…. Adieu! my love, until we meet again, Again, when the vernal cloak will be adorned by nature, Nature, which is known for its unparalled beauty, Beauty, which is sprinkled in birds,beasts and flowers, Flowers, which covers the rustic paths with colours, Colours, which rejuvinates the life of the mortals, Mortals, who…
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Lucid dream
End of an exhilarating day Words conjure almost like incantation Sleep takes over Amidst the choir. Dreams unveiled As I fly in the blue sky Flight of birds greet me As Zephyr brushes past. My soul breaks free As I wander in the sky Subconscious opens doors A new perception. A lucid dream A new…
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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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Winter time
It is winter time The sun is a sleepy head Rises late Early again to hit the bed. I wake up in the darkness Shivering in the coldness Need a harness To reach the bath. He lights a bonfire With dry twigs Frozen like his bones Longs for woollen attire. Mother takes baby out In…