Poetry
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Wingword poetry price – ‘Honorable mention’ for my poem ‘Survival’.
Elated to share that my poetry ‘Survival’ fetched an ‘honorable mention’ at the Wingword poetry prize competition 2023 , which is India’s largest annual creative writing competition .It was among the shortlisted poems from a staggering 1300 entries! Grateful This poem will be part of the Wingword annual anthology book .It is a free verse Continue reading
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Poetry:Equilibrium
A man walks on the rope,Like a skilled dancer,At times stretching a leg to one side,sometimes the hands.Balancing his weight.He has to keep moving.The rope shudders,as if it wants him to fall.It quakes and shiversBut the man still stands.One step at a time, That’s how he thinks.At times it feels almost,The equilibrium is lost.Heartbeats rise,Breath Continue reading
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A Fallen cloud
It was a stormy twilight,Cold and dark,Light’s whiplashes descended,Earth in pain screamed .Deafening thunder!In to the chaos ,A tiny Life was born,Weeping!there She was,Like a fallen cloud.Timid and afraid,She clenched to nature’s bosoms,seeking warmth.The Mother was in agony!and the Life was soft and fragile.No pain stopped the Mother,from nurturing her.She grew.Little fingers wrapped around the Continue reading
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Dance of life
As light and shadow races, the pupil shrinks and expands. A dance to vision ; The beauty unravels! As the sky pours down, the leaves sway . A dance to nature; The scent of soil! As the mind wanders , Thought bubbles rise and pop. A dance to wisdom; The wonder of consciousness! As love Continue reading
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Silence
No words uttered.You just be You.Unhindered .Brimming with your dignity. A mark of respect to many.No matter they deserve it or not. That’s Your answer .A thoughtful one.At times, Silence is powerful. Happy Reading!!–Priya Pramod.Happy to hear your thoughts as always 🙂 Continue reading
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The tunnel
I am seeking you, my light!It’s all jet black now.I move forward staggering,I shouldn’t stop! Obstacles all over,I stumble in my way.Deep pain lightning through me.I fell down,I shouldn’t stop! In the dark,I pull myself up.The crack in my bone,gave a scornful grin.I bit my teeth,I shouldn’t stop! Limping , I walk through the unknown.For Continue reading
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