When I lyrically recite stories
The poem is a light humor on software engineer’s ply on the recent Brexit decision.
A Clerihew is a comic verse consisting of two couplets and a specific rhyming scheme, aabb invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley (1875-1956) at the age of 16. The poem is about/deals with a person/character within the first rhyme. In most cases, the first line names a person, and the second line ends with something that rhymes with the name of the person.
The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.
Sometimes it is difficult to decide but the leap of faith shows us light and what we were missing in life 🙂
I took a break from blogging, a month…and am back with all the romance in my heart. Missed all my friends and reading their work 🙂
Embraced bare in rain
Head on his chest, drops trickled
Heard my name beat in, धक धक
The Katauta is an unrhymed japanese form consisting of 17 or 19 syllables. The poem is a three-lined poem the following syllable counts: 5/7/5 or 5/7/7.
The Katauta form was used for poems addressed to a lover. A single katauta is considered incomplete or a half-poem, however, a pair of katautas using the syllable count of 5,7,7 is called a sedoka.
He looked into my eyes
Red, swollen, unslept
I tried to smile
Memories of erstwhile
I’d leave him long back already
But he stood unnoticed but necessary
He saw me move & saw me fall
He saw me fail & saw me crawl
I’d leave him long back already
Still he stood unnoticed but necessary
Today I met him yet again
My cold hands he held in rain
Many a came in the meanwhile
None a steady hand or glory to stand high
I’d leave him long back already
Yet he stood unnoticed but necessary
A look at him a lot he changed
His arms now stronger and
the hair I liked longer
Not heeding my tears asked I
Reason for waiting and the why
As I’d leave him long back already
Why he stood unnoticed but necessary
“Ananya” the first word I heard
That moment for me the world blurred
“Many did come and pass by
And you ask me I stay why
All wanted you as silent wind
None could handle your heart’s stormy cry
I knew the waves come to kiss the shore
I can handle your heart’s storm core
Yes, you did leave me long back already
You my love, reason for me to remain unnoticed yet necessary
You my treasure, reason for me to remain unnoticed yet necessary.”
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I pen this poem as a gratitude to all women and the respective roles they play. PM Modi in this address to all women said that women with the varied responsibilities we have and the awesome managers we are, we need no empowerment and who are men to empower someone who is already empowered. So with that thought, I wish all my friends a very happy women’s day.
Tried my hand at Triolet. A Triolet is a poetic form consisting of only 8 lines. Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines repeat, and the 2nd and 8th lines do as well. The rhyme scheme is simple: ABaAabAB, capital letters representing the repeated lines. Hope you like it 🙂
I see relationships everywhere. Every communication has a potential to be a relationship. That’s how relationships start don’t they? Some mode of exchange…Virtual ….Real! these days virtual more than real. When I met Laura she was uneasy, occupied and not the fun filled friend I always meet. On prodding a bit she burst like a bubble, among the many things she said some really bit me hard. I am not a person to get into personal details so I just let her speak what she felt like sharing.
“Was my understanding of love wrong? Wasn’t love about trust, unwavering, unfaltering trust?” Laura broke into words after a sob.
“Yes it is” I comforted.
“What if it is broken? Not once or twice but many times over?” she looked at me with a question.
“It depends Laura, if you feel it would happen again, you can redeem that trust, but if you think you can let that go, you can try.” I held her hand.
She nodded, “ I agree.” “Do I expect more? Is my understanding of love different?”
It touched me the most. Love doesn’t let you question yourself and your being on such basic, fundamental things and here she was trying to get MY opinion on HER love.
Love is beautiful, it’s ways are different but Love isn’t different. For a couple working in shifts, seeing a postit on the fridge saying, ‘Dinner together outside, rest this evening’ is love. For my parents my pa making morning tea for my ma is love, it is different for all.
“No Laura, noone’s understanding of Love can be wrong or different. It needs to match the same chords as the partner which will play a melody. Expectation, well I am a person who expects but only from those who understand me. And I would never change that expectation of communication of love, that expression of togetherness, in this face paced world it is even more important.” I paused.
“What love isn’t ….is a set of conditions, dos and don’t of a relationship and if that creeps in then it is just a word with no emotions. So don’t change any of yourself and Love More and Expect Still. Hope and Faith bring back loved ones. 
Her eyes met mine and it conveyed easier said than done. True but Love isn’t Fast Food Either!
I am quite overage to see cartoons but as they say there is so age to enjoy cartoon 🙂 Every time I see a town in a cartoon series I feel like hopping in the television and living there especially Noddy loved that town 🙂 I clicked this picture outside a store in Malaga and was so fascinated that I had to write a dreamy poem on it 🙂 Try to find and match the poem with the picture 🙂