NaPoWriMo Day 11: This is a twist on a prompt offered by Kay Gabriel during a meeting she facilitated at the Poetry Project last year. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a two-part poem, in the form of an...
I followed the prompt given by Artoonsinn Poetry Parlour for today. It requires us to write a poem on the theme “spotlight.” Poem: The Spotlight Effect The glitz and glamour Of the virtual and social life The number of...
NaPoWriMo Day 7 Prompt: And now, for our (optional) prompt! There are many different poetic forms. Some have specific line counts, syllable counts, stresses, rhymes, or a mix-and-match of the above. Of the poetic forms that are based on...
NaPoWriMo Day 5 Prompt: This prompt challenges you to find a poem, and then write a new poem that has the shape of the original, and in which every line starts with the first letter of the corresponding line...
NaPoWriMo Day 3 Prompt: Today, I’d like to challenge you to make a “Personal Universal Deck,” and then to write a poem using it. The idea of the “Personal Universal Deck” originated with the poet and playwright Michael McClure,...
This poem has been written following the prompt of Poetry Parlour for Day 2 that requires to start the poem with a “Thank You” and end it with “Sorry”. I’ve written the below poem as an ode to all...
Prompt for NaPoWriMo Day 2: In the world of well-known poems, maybe there’s no gem quite so hoary as Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken.” Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about your own road...
As I walk down the memory lane I drown in the sea of emotions I rejoice with the flowers of ecstasy As memories of love and care embrace The wind of nostalgia quivers me As I see the...
The moon is a witness… To the ghastly fears that hound me at night,To the ambiguity that dominates my state of mind, To the solitude that accompanies me in the dark,To the longing that ignites in me a spark,...
Some days I look back; I reflect Ascertaining the relevance of certain moments, Moments that felt trivial then, but are invaluable now Moments that felt precious then, but appear hollow and trifling now Some days I look back; I...