Tag: #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #NaPoWriMo2021
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Limited horizon
lines were drawn before she was born behave yourself, sit straight don’t talk so loudly girls must be polite and submissive don’t you dare step outside after dusk stay within your limits, they dictated limits and boundaries and lines…sigh! they don’t define me, she asserted bit by bit, line by line, she inched ahead the…
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Nature, The Ultimate Lover
Beautiful sun sets Painting the whole sky in his color, Displaying affection and care, Nature is for sure a lover, The way it sculptures each and every Landform with love and care That makes it aesthetic and beautiful. The way it has imparted beauty To the Earth creating different landscapes From the beautiful sea that…
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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.
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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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Blind love
The evening sky adorns her finery best, Bids him adieu, as now the ruler rests, Closes its eyes, mimicking an inky blue, Creases it straightens for the ruler new, With stars it adorns, and the jasmine white, Waits all still, till he blooms in sight, Her identity lost in the infinite blue, Yet she rejoices,…
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A Majestic Evening
In the mid of the forest, Where the Trees kisses the sky, The curly branches touch the sky, That is the place my soul resides, In the Full moon nights , when moon shines with its full moon light, Brightening the whole earth , With its calm soothing yet aesthetic sight, The stars twinkle around…
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Baby Steps-Then and Now
slow down, hold my finger, he cautioned grab the handle, don’t ride fast! he shouted don’t stay out late, it’s not safe, he warned worry, excitement, anxiety, enthusiasm, joy and pride, pain and sorrow the father experienced a flurry of emotions as the son took baby steps into the big bad world . focus, see…
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Floating in the desert
In between the azure and the green I float to find my place What really is my space? . A space that I can call my own A space where who I am, I can be Should I look for my roots or should I find my wings? . Sometimes, my feet touch the ground…
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O’ so uncool
As the dawn sky rubbed open his eyes, the cherubic rays of the newborn Sun cheerfully tiptoed, taking baby-steps it giggled it’s way to Earth. It laughed as it’s dewdrop friends slid down the playground slides, And watched the unknowing grass blades loose their ephemeral crowns. So much fun they all had in the kindergarten…
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The Room On The Roof
it stands tall – the house – old, abandoned, dilapidated the lawn lies bereft and barren, once abuzz with birds, bees, and butterflies today the trees stand still, silent, gloomy I tread over the carpet of dry, dead leaves the rusty teal blue door creaks as I push it open like the fragile bones of…
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Born to Fly
From small baby steps to giant strides She struggled but didn’t gave up As she wanted to fly.
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Reminiscing
I’ve been struggling With the echoes of memories; Conversations from the past Playing on loop within me Intruding and retracing Its way into my tranquil mind. The years that’d gone by Details that were nuanced Emotions that slowed time Words of sheer desperation Pain that was colossal Moments that threatened To rip me apart and…
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Gratitude and Regret
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One grain of sand
“One grain of sand, one task at a time” My father often reminded me, Directing at his hourglass . “Dad it’s a massive, complex project, How would it ever see daylight?” With innocence aglow, I would quetch with teary eyes . “Don’t worry honey, let’s start with baby steps,” he would suggest “Give it…