20 Mar 2022

Caerleon



A poem about one of my favourite place in #Wales. 

A Long Walk Home

A long walk home 
13 stories tall long suffering
With a broken heart drowning in silence

The bitter words from her
Tasting like a poisonous goodbye
Killed their nice journey together atonce 

The slow poignant steps
Ruing being steadfast in his love 
Agonised like a furious mount Vesuvius 

A desolate dark room 
Filling more pain in his mind 
Betrayed like an ally embracing enemy 

A box full of memories
Portraying years worth romance 
Looked like thorns in the garden of hope 

A hand full of blood tears 
Raining from the dejected clouds 
Mended all thoughts towards moving on


 
A poem based on #fastprompt and  #Turningthephrase image from weedutap.com

A Journey to Siliguri


He was mocked as foible

by the villagers, but he was polite.

He doesn't exist on the citizens' list

He was a migrant from the nation

on the other side of the Ichamati River.

He lived in a shack on the river shore,

His life revolved around the mangroves

in the river delta, He borrows a small boat

every day, to sail through the mangroves,

In search of valuables brought by the river currents,                                           

He mostly returns with only fish. One day he got a                                         

book clung on to the roots of mangrove, it was wet,                                         

He dried it on the roof, He was curious to know the                                     

content, but he was illiterate, He has never been to                                               

a school before, Local school children taught him to

read Bengali. It took some more years to read the book.                              

It was about a journey to the Siliguri, He was mesmerized                             

by the depiction of that town, a few months later he started                           

his journey to Siliguri to relive the book!

A poem based on word prompts from #vssmagic #vssnature #vss365
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Dark Shadows of Lost Love

I am watching the dark shadows 
Of the ones who left me 
Without a goodbye 
From the balcony of my somber mind 

I want to throw the crumpled papers 
In which I wrote love letters
At the shadows 
And burn them with fire from my heart

I want to desecrate the shadows with 
The ashes from the papers 
Painting my agony 
Smoke may reach them in nightmares

Depriving them the joy of peaceful sleep
Like I am suffering everyday
For one night for 
Reminding them the pain of losing love 


 
A poetry based on #DarkLines word prompt .

Her Memorable Picture

I saw her picture from 
Grand Mosque in Abudhabi 
In a black Abaya and Hijab
She is not a Muslim,
But she looked like one,
I never saw her that pretty before 
I've been seeing her from her teenage
I couldn't take my eyes off her smile 
She was glowing like gold in black sand
Her eyes sparkled like lights from mist
There was unusual grace and elegance 
I don't have words to narrate her beauty
I just wished to marry her with that smile


A poem based on #writemap word prompt
Image from Unsplash