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 

Key To Her Heart

 

It wasn't the right key, 

No, the lock has been changed: 

I am no more welcome!

Her heart has a new owner, 

who waited like a wily fox, 

to pounce upon our turmoil. 

The key I had was handed over, 

from another man,

who had a different ideology;

that she couldn't afford to carry,

for an entire life. 

She gave me the key with a caveat: 

that  she is a bird, 

I shall hold her in my hand,

but not catch her like in a cage.

I had told her:

I would love to see her fly high, 

chasing her dreams, 

I will catch her if she falls. 

I realised that she is indeed a bird:

who keep flying and meeting new birds,

spending time and banter at will, 

keeping her options open, if she's impressed.

She's less bothered about the partner;

She only cares about her happiness.

She can't bear any critique:

she need only praises, 

and someone who supports her,

even the wrong moves.  

I have breached that caveat:

She didn't wait for long for another adventure!

A poem based on #FromOneLine wordprompt. Image from Unsplash.