Poetry

  • Nature, my lover

    Nature, my lover

    #NaPoWriMo2021 #ArtoonsInnPoe If nature was my lover I would be the luckiest guy Being in her arms till eternity I would feel all-time high I would be very possessive Of this precious gift As many in the outside world would attempt a lift I need to protect her Against those who inflict pains Not ashamed…

  • The Muse

    The Muse

    #NaPoWriMo21 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour Day 6 English Sonnet . Like the horizon, serenading the sun Like the lull of calm, before a storm Like the smile of a loser who finally won Like the raging fire, which casts a glow warm . Like the meandering stream out on its own Like the waves, creating ripples across the…

  • Naturally it's Nature…

    Naturally it's Nature…

    In love with Nature Nature is the mountain Standing tall With the twilight Making its peak glow * Nature is the stream of river that flows through the valleys Quenching the thirst Of the deep earth under * Nature is the ocean Deep secrets hidden Pearls that form here Are reasons for its beauty *…

  • I'm there for you…

    I'm there for you…

    My friend I can feel pain In your veins, but worry not When I am there, what makes you cry? At times, please let it go! . I miss Your wry humour And the golden friendship touch. Their hearts are cold but remember One friend is there for you! . What do you Think I…

  • Poetry

    Poetry

    P poems are not easy O overthinking doesn’t help make one E everything in it has feelings T try not to maipulate that R remember it is a flow of words Y yet entangled, to create a poetry Many a times I can’t write a single line But that’s how it is and it’s  just…

  • Dull Sundays

    Dull Sundays

    #NaProWriMo21 #Day5 # haiku & couplet  dull Sundays offer, creased bedsheets, scattered blankets,  stale cigarette smoke. *** messy counterpanes, yellowed spillage; wine glasses,  greasy  plates, ashtrays, and curry coated bowls smelly and sleazy. *** Mumtaz N Khorakiwala (Batool Idrish Siamwala) 5-4-2021 Picture courtesy: Brooke Lark unsplash.com  

  • Timeless night

    Timeless night

    Daylight bids adieu Sol rests Bright moon smiles Peeking through the dark branches  The still night seems timeless. -Pradnya Surve

  • The call of the blue

    The call of the blue

    #NaPoWriMo21 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour Day 5 Haiku and Limerick . Amidst the vast blues Masked in truce and harmony Lay stories untold . As I search for tranquillity and peace I find myself covered all in grease What did I really expect? Lounging on the beach in my shirt checked When you have with you an impish…

  • Dance of the Muse

    Dance of the Muse

    Dancing in the creation of the creator Overwhelmed was the muse created out of nowhere… Happy to be inked, To be of some use.  .   Twirling on different lips Bubbling with love sublime, Like essence, it rose, With the sparkle of cosmos,  The muse did chime. .  In ecstasy, it went from heart to…

  • I Will Love Him…

    I Will Love Him…

    I Will Love Him… Sometimes, I love him more, Sometimes I love him less, The matter depends on, Whether I am calm or stressed. I feel no fear, To criticize him when he is rude, But as the weather clears, Again my sweet words flow for my dude. But whatever I do, I always remember,…

  • My Love

    My Love

    Why do you love me? She asked to me, and how much Why you want me in your life ? I love you my life You are my world, without You I am a lost soul, shadow. 

  • Grand son.

    Grand son.

    6th#NaPoWriMo21 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour Day 5 “Mellow,mild May day Calling children out to play Summer on her way.” She was singing and making breakfast Her grandson ran to the garden very fast. The dog followed the chum Who held in his hand a fat bun. The bun fell from his hand Doggy chewed it in a stance.…

  • Hope

    Hope

    “Breathe out anxiety and all your fear,” Instructed the yoga teacher dear. “Breathe deep and breathe in hope,”                              Clueless me, struggled to cope- How to mix hope with the air? . Hope is the word nothing but gold Silencing pain, keeps…

  • The Crimson Ball

    The Crimson Ball

    SunMy museAgain brings hope. DissipatesNight’s obscurity,Vivid huesInstill faithIn a promising new day,Sun again brings hope P.S. First stanza is a Hay(na)ku  which is a 3-line poem with one word in the first line, two words in the second, and three in the third. There are no restrictions beyond this. Second stanza is a Shadorma. A…

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