Tag: #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour
-
A Skewed Version of Me!
The diary of a young girl Has usually stuff about giggles and chocolates Barbies and friendship woes But mine had disgust and physical violence My detestation for my step parents And convoluted childhood days I grew up to be a seasoned hater And later a rough crocheted adult With fragile temperaments and brittle aura Who…
-
Love diaries
Stacks and piles, of a hundred files Pages and pages, stored over ages By the hopeless valetudinarian Who believed with a shrug That he had caught the love bug. And what detailed log he kept. Logged every hour he’d never slept, And dreamed, while still awake, Ten hours daily, give or take Very…
-
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…
-
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…
-
Yearnings of a soldier’s soulmate
She waited with patience braving the heat, Their rendezvous delayed, she was in grief, Her soul yearned for him with long lasting need, Her ardent prayer, an impassioned plea, With courage and faith, she chose to remain, At last he appeared, from the land afar, Soothed her pining soul, to dampen the blaze, Promised his…
-
X marks the spot
I need no letters, for they are sure to fade. I have simply memorised all that you ever said. Your smile will never be hard to find, For it is simply etched in my mind. Your touch is forever safe within The withering layers of my skin. But what would i do if time ever…
-
Weight of vacuum
Strange, how things that ceased to be, Did not give up their gravity. The pressing burdens, that were brought By weightless memory and thought. Weird, the workings of a beating heart. In a trice, it’s ceaseless rhythm, it forgot. What had streamlined an ocean’s course, Was crushed by an empty void’s force. ©Sai…
-
X for …..?
X for……….??? Oh My! Has anyone written a poem which has a title starting with X? I refer the dictionary a hundred times, But don’t find options aplenty. Hmm… X- mas? Nah! It’s January now. Xylophone – That’s probably too musical, Xena – I don’t want to anger the warrior princess, Xylem – Hey !…
-
Volare
Random feathers, Each floated in from places unknown Or conjured themselves from thin air, i don’t know, But together they flocked, interwoven And assembled themselves into wings Not so random anymore, For they began to make sense, Began to be sure Of their existence. If they were sent here, it had to be For some…
-
Wildflower
O Wildflower! The ravishing beauty of the pristine glen. You dance and sway with absolute gay. Like a ballerina you pirouette ,curtsy, And attract the buzzing bees, to selflessly share your sweetened nectar. The morning dew nestles in your dainty silken petals, refusing to slide down from you, as it jiggles back and forth with…
-
-
Trials and errors
A tragedy of sorts our natureThat follows a linear span-With no memory of futureAnd no foolproof plan. We spend more time pryingBig feet out of little mouthsAnd the remaining time cryingOver spilt milk running south. At long last howeverWhen wisdom, decided to sprout,It had taken foreverAnd time itself had run out. ©Sai20/1/21 Pic…
-
-
Tender Love
Deep in the meadows, Far far away, Down by the willows, Silly games they did play. . They gazed at the clouds, Felt the wet dew, Escaping the crowds, Their blossoming love just grew. . Their eyes spoke them all, Tender touch made it sweet, All the inhibitions did fall, The oneness made them complete.…