Day-3
NaPoWriMo-2025
When the heart wept
The loss was too great
Nothing made sense
As the void enveloped.
A raw ache seeped
Through the bones
A teenager was lost
In the mourning wails.
Then,
The ache spoke
She opened a blank page
And poured and poured
Words along with tears
The pages glossed
With an aching heart
Painted in letters and words.
Poetry healed her wounds!
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Day-2
NaPoWriMo-2025
Bring,
The fragrance,
The lost arch of desires
You have left behind
A colorful palette of memories.
Time weeps
Your absence
Leaving a trail of wet streaks.
Who are you?
Deluged and disturbed dementia!
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Day-1
NaPoWriMo-2025
Prompt! Today, we challenge you to take inspiration from this glossary of musical terms or this glossary of art terminology and write a poem that uses a new-to-you word.
How can I forget
That March left and April
Showed up on the wall.
There must be something
Unknown crawling
In the recesses of the soul.
Amnesia-like feelings
Brust suddenly
Making one feel lost among all.
As the anticlockwise movements
Surround every walking step
Thoughtful words are waiting for a call.
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NaPoWriMo-2024
Day-30
Prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem in which the speaker is identified with, or compared to, a character from myth or legend, as in Claire Scott’s poem “Scheherazade at the Doctor’s Office.”
A dream is about to come true
As I soar high
Touching the skies
Flying towards westward.
Mesmerized
With strength and resilience
In those years of timeless desires
To feel the essence of green shores.
Now, ages later,
The eyes are sparkling
With deep eagerness
To touch the shoulders
To bear the burden and breathe
Across the blue seas and oceans
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NaPoWriMo-2024
Day-29
Prompt: A list of ten words by Taylor Swift...we’d like to challenge you to select one of these words and write a poem that uses the word as its title.
NaPoWriMo-2024
Day-28
Prompt: To try your hand at writing a sijo. This is a traditional Korean verse form. A sijo has three lines of 14-16 syllables.
The temperatures have hit above 45degree Celsius;
Hot winds blow across the empty spaces.
A cool breeze caresses the body,
The air-conditioner is in full swing.
Peeping at the cooing outside the window,
A pair of thirsty pigeons meets the eye.
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NaPoWriMo-2024
Day-27
Prompt: To write an American Sonnet.
When spring touches,
On the grounds of her campus,
She WhatsApp me, not words, but.
Photos of blooming, fragrant carpet of flowers.
The warm colors fill my soul with blissful pleasures
I close my eyes and feel their fragrance in faraway shores
I send a silent prayer and blessings
For her safety and good tidings.
The heart beats with pride,
For what she is out to achieve,
Many seasons ago, she set out on a journey
Circumnavigating oceans to fulfill her dreams: many.
She wears many hats and makes pathways among the giants
We share a bond that suffixes love and sometimes we are at loggerheads.
NaPoWriMo-2024
Day-26
The summers were never so warmer
The stink in the wind gets under the skin
A hot burner melts on the sticky hair
The crazy sun churns and burns
As a salty pool of charred wool gathers.
The eyes water and become red like a witch
I wish I could just go to the beach
Take a dip, wash away the heat along with the waves
Feel the sliding water soothing my aggressive nerves.
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NaPoWriMo-2024
Day-25
Prompt: To write a poem based on " Proust_Questionnaire "
To be one with nature
Not to be there when someone is in danger
Conflicts are not my cup of tea
Betrayal cuts me into two
The apple didn't fall far away from the tree
Waking up, after the sun has moved across the horizon
Racing against menopausal blues
Relationships are faceless
When the piece of cake in the fridge winks at midnight
The mirror never lies
Filibuster gives me piles
Honesty thy name
Simplicity is the best attire
Literally, too many
My wagtails rule my heart
In the pigtail days
To play with colors
To have parents who cared
Facing every adversity with a smile
A rebirth of self
Where the heart is at peace
An old watch
Lying, witch
To teach, to share
Honesty is a dare
Acceptance, I swear
The Bard leads, Hardy behind, and Marlowe follows.
Henchard, my friend, life is not easy guilt-ridden
The Fakir who inspired the world
Presently, searching for a needle in a haystack my lord!
Affection, a piece of my flesh
Procrastination, but, a blind follower
Couldn't say goodbye before he crossed over
Quietly in sleep, without any burden
Don't harm anybody, be sensible.
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NaPoWriMo-2024
Day=24
Prompt: to write a poem that begins with a line from another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it. This will work best if you start with a line of poetry you remember, but without looking up the whole original poem. The idea is for the original to furnish the backdrop for your work without influencing you so much that you feel as if you are just rewriting the original!
Where the mind is without fear
Nothing can stop us from finding our star
This world belongs to all of us
There is space for every being
However small or big
Finding happiness
In the smallest things
To find the heart
To feed a hungry beggar
Showing kindness towards others
Who are less fortunate
Being kind to the voiceless ones
Sharing a piece of our life with them
Finding Happiness
In the first ray of the sun
To feel alive and to exist
In the light of a moonbeam
To smell the fragrance of a jasmine
In the smile of a child
When pain touches us unseen
In the whisp of a cool breeze
In the fragrance of a petrichor
Under the shade of a huge tree
On a hot summer afternoon
So many wonderful magical moments
If we look around to make life more content
Where the mind is without fear
Nothing can stop us from finding our star.
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NaPoWriMo-2024
Day-23
Prompt: To write about a superhero.
