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Poetry:Like a Rock
You stay ;Like a rock.They attack you,For being upright.They blame you,For standing up.They call you arrogant; You stay;Like a rock.You are misunderstood;You are mocked;You are trolled. You stay ;Like a rock!You analyze,You learn,You unlearn,You relearn. You stay;Like a rock!Integrity is constant;You stay,Like a Rock! ——————————————————————-~Read More 🙂Priya Pramod Any thoughts on Integrity/ Resilience ? Continue reading
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Poetry:Keep Flowing
In a cocoon,She sat believing.That the world is just joy and sparkles.A day arrived,when she fluttered blithely;Eager for more.In nature’s hues of emeraldsand silvery sparkles of night ,She was mesmerized. Then came a deafening thunder,Struck by lightning,Her world spun.It was greys and glooms.Frightening roars!She fell on ground,Like a fallen cloud. She shut her eyes tight,… Continue reading
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Poetry:Sky Canvas
Watercolors splashed on the horizonThe neat brush strokes, Shades of grayish blues,Clouds like cotton threads,Few smudges,The artist was in deep thought then?Then feeble streaks of orangesbright strokes in golden hues,The sun vanishing slowlyTo say a morning wish to the other side.Another chance, another dayTo redeem, to celebrate, to live!————————————————————————————————Another free verse poem, jotted down while… Continue reading
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Wingword poetry price ‘Commendable mention’
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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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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