I have written prose poetry this time. Hope you like it! Deserting me in solitude, With arrogance and attitude, Abandoning signs of gratitude, Tormenting me like destitute, Swearing never to return, How could he even yearn?
Thoughts of future whirled my mind, Pain of past seized my steps behind, Past was a curse, Future looked worse, Yet my heart led the path for a fate redefined!
The ship of my life was about to sink, My courage abandoned me without a wink, My future looked obscure, I could see no cure, Yet my faith in Almighty was eternally pure!
Today, I have used a tool called “Lipogram”. Lipogram is a kind of constrained writing in which you restrict the use of certain letters usually a common vowel. It is much more difficult to avoid common letters like E, T, or A, as the...
This poem is based on a prompt that requires “conceit” to be used as a poetic tool. A poetic conceit is often an unconventional, logically complex, or surprising metaphor whose delights are more intellectual than sensual. In metaphor, we try to bring...
This post is in response to Limerick Challenge Week 28 hosted by @mindandlifematters. The prompt for this week’s challenge is ‘Rain’ and the limerick should include the word ‘Rain’ in either Line 1, 2 or 5. So, here’s my attempt at it. Thunderous...
I looked at my Rolex as I fastened my seat belt. I had just forty minutes to save an innocent from a criminal punishment. My father never trusted my driving skills. But I had no time to think....
Lately, I have been quite disturbed by the growing number of suicide cases among children. We read about these cases in newspapers everyday and feel upset for those few minutes but then get back to our routines. Have we...