#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #day22 #napowrimo2022 **** “Don’t trust a poet,” they said, “Poets are liars… They make ; Mountains talk, trees walk, Rocks fly, sail ships in sky, Grow a garden in…
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#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #napowrimo2022 #day20 *** Hands weary, she worked all day, With a muted voice for the meager pay. Tattered clothes with holes many, Patched well so that none could see.…
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#napowrimo2022, #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour, #day18 *** Shackled she’s no more Muted sparrows watch him fall Tearless dirge she hums… *** Picture Credit: Pixabay
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#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour, #day17, #napowrimo2022 *** My Heart is like an ocean, Ocean that’s dangerously deep, Deep beyond unfathomable depths, Depths, to naked eye, invisible, Invisible with turbulent stories, Stories from the bygone…
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#napowrimo2022 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #day16 *** Wrinkles criss crossed her aging face, Head was crowned with strands of greys. Bones rickety went squeak, squeak, squeak, Diabetes had made her weak. Children had…
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#napowrimo2022 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #day14 *** ***
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#napowrimo2022 #day14 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour Title : A Bibliophile ‘s Worl Cocooned I am in a world of my own, A bibliophile- devouring books sans any worries… Sometimes in a fantasy world…
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#napowrimo2022 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #day13 *** I still remember the golden days of school and its memories, I oft peep into them, drawing my mind’s draperies… Starched, ironed uniforms whitened with liquid…
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#napowrimo2022, #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour, #day12 *** Purge Past remnants Grim silhouetted, The miraged future teeters… Harness happiness from the present. *** Written as ‘𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗲’ The quintine is a one-stanza…
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#napowrimo2022, #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour, #day11 *** Dear children, STOP! please don’t fight, I’ll go, My withered body has turned out to be a burden, I know. I’ve been packing, I’ll leave before…