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 poem ,based on the pandemic .
You can read my poem at the Wingword website –https://www.wingword.in/blog/priya-pramod
-By, Priya Pramod
Happy Reading 🙂
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Wingword poetry price – ‘Honorable mention’ for my poem ‘Survival’.
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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 shivers
But 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 stops.
But he still stands.
Bit by bit he moves forward,
Touches the other end.
Aren’t we all that man?
Looking for equilibrium,
throughout The Walk of Life?
~ Priya Pramod
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Thought:Silver linings!
They say it’s good to look for the silver linings! But, what if the silver linings you see are all amidst your thick black hair? Is it Wisdom brimming ? Or your body is running the age marathon like a 100 meter race 🙂
I will take the first – it’s Wisdom. That’s how we look for silver linings ,right? 😉
“I am not this hair, I am not this skin,I am the soul that lives within” ~ Rumi.
Stay positive.
Happy 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 mother’s.
She slowly took tiny steps.
To see the world,
The colors , the sparkles, the rainbows!
The wounded mother –
aspired to see the Life ,rejuvenating!
Slowly the Mother’s dreams got wings.
Her Life soared in to the sky-
As a Majestic cloud.
to be a shade to many,
to quench the thirst of many.
The mother,The earth ,
Looking at that Life,
held her head high !
Happy Reading 🙂
— Priya Pramod
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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 fills the soul , Two hearts jump into a rhythm. A dance to union; The joy of togetherness! As a tiny life awaits , the womb contracts and relaxes . A dance to birth ; Aah! The marvel of life ! -Priya Pramod Happy Reading! 🙂 Comment your thoughts:)
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May you be someone’s sunshine.
Appreciation to individuals is like Sun shine to plants. Without Sunshine a plant might try to survive for some time- pale and weak , but it can’t thrive for long. When you smile at someone during your morning walk, when you compliment a child when she/he brings you your glasses, when you pat on someone’s shoulder for their quality/hardwork you are shining bright on them.
May there be Sunlight in everyone’s life , May you be someone’s Sunshine 🙂
Happy Reading!
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Happy New Year 2023 🙂
– Priya Pramod
Let me know your thoughts in the comments 🙂
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