I Want A New Love

I want to nurture a new love;

Tender like a childhood dream.

Encrypted with beauty of souls;

Devoid of earthly expectations.

I want to traverse the seasons,

in her solemn company forever.

Wandering through the miracles,

the earth offers us to experience.

I'll promise to build the world she

dreams to see and live until death.

I'll throw the coin on the fountain,               

to bring good luck for our journey.

Letting go of begrudging heartbreak, 

to provide an innocent feeling of hope.

A poem based on #reevesroses #loveletters #vsscollab #BraveWrite word prompts 

Image by Unsplash 

The Meat Ban

The government banned all meats 

Claiming that it hurts religious 

sentiments 

The band, 'New Age Hippies' sang 

'Nothing left to sacrifice', Let's 

Revolt 

They campaigned in social media 

With the keywords, 'Freedom to

Eat'

Their cult companions gathered in 

Front of parliament to protest

Loudly 

We want our meat and our right back

You're just the Harries' we voted 

Remember 

They started pelting the cheeses at 

Lawmakers who defended the 

Ban

While some of them grilled the meat 

In defiance, despite the threat of

Arrest 

A poem based on word prompts from #HumpDayWrite #turningthephrase #2WordPrompt #Better2sDay

 Image from unsplash 

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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