Mon Amour! Letβs weave our story in verses, dreary is the world mortal, Sculpting a fluid haven weβll journey across realms surreal, Our souls would be garlanded with fragrant lyrical…
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Poetry
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January’s prompt by Beyond the Box required us to write Poetry/ Prose without the letter E. Here’s my take in Poetry and Prose ππ»ππΏπ π π§πΆππΉπ² : π¦πΌπ»π΄π πΌπ³…
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Let’s sculpt the sky and sift the stars, Garner moonbeams and hide our scars, Weave fond stories βmidst argent clouds,Β Far away from the thronging crowds,Β Nurture ardent love, ne’er…
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Ceaseless bombs and raining bullets, Innocent lives sadly became the destined targets, Incessant pleas, in vain fell on deaf ears, Blood-bathed bodies seemed muted with dried-up tears, Fractured homes collapsed…
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#alsweeklypoetrycontest306 π§πΌπ½πΆπ° : πͺπΆππ΅π²πΏπ²π± π₯πΌππ² ( πΌπ£ πΌππ§π€π¨π©ππ ππ€ππ’) πͺandering across myriad paths my strained soul still seeks thee, πambs, trochees, anapests,dactylsβ¦I pen as my beating heart whispers thy name,…
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In the alpenglow of autumnal breeze, Fond memories perch on vivid rainbows, The dreamy moments, how I long to seize. The dainty bluebells from a sprightly spring, With vibrant heartstrings,…
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Words seemed to elude me, Blank was my clueless mind, I was struggling to find My lost muse that’d abandoned me sadly, Parched ink in somber hues waned and I…
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Fragrance from roses seems to wane, My melancholic monologues are meek, Myriad melodies in monochrome tones mourn, My dreams with you have drowned in vain. Vain verses of mine…
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When I gaze at the moon in the sky, My love! Your refulgent face gently appears, For a fleeting moment my eyes etch a lie. In a chimerical realm…
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The world is replete with colours of spring, But inside my head voices sting, Sometimes loud, sometimes quiet, How they loom and grow with might! Surrounded by people…