His last conversation
His faint whisper and shaky voice
Now etched on my mind
Nothing is precious in life
Just few moments for loved one’s
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This post is in response to Colleen Chesebro weekly Tanka Challenge
Putting blame on fate
I found problems in others
I remained but blind,
Time was cruel to tell me late
Fault was never with my stars.
This post is in response to Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #10 – FATE & STARS by COLLEEN CHESEBRO.
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Sound of lawn mower
Singing myna, hopping sparrows
My haven for writing,
Embracing this form of day
I have fallen in love with life.
Lately, I’ve been noticing this change in my writing habit that stillness of night creates hindrance in my creative writing process. During the day when there’s the sound of life on the street outside my home, my mind remains active.
This morning, when I could hear the sound of lawn mower in my neighbor’s garden and twittering of sparrows on my terrace, I was thinking nothing but this very line that “I’m in love with life”.
This post is response to Silver’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #5 SHAPES & HEART.
For heart I’ve used love and for shapes, I’ve used form.
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Everyone consider
it a childish routine but
I love Zou’s cartoons
Family, Zou and his issues
In it, there is joy and glee.
Zou is a French animated series. Inspired by the books of Michel Gay, Zou is a day-to-day life story of young zebra, his family and friends.
Early in the morning when I wake my sister up for school, while taking breakfast, we both love watching these cartoons. These days due to some settings when Disney channel is being closed by our service provider, I’m missing this routine.
This post is in response to Silver’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #4 PASSION & CHEER by Silver Threading.
I have used joy for passion and glee for cheer.
Syllables count: 5 7 5 7 7
When clock ticks, time runs
In haste my faith remains in
Twittering sparrows,
Their sweet song is a whisper
Smile and wait for a new day.
This post is in response to Silver’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #3 Hope & Wait by Silver Threading
Tired of this rat race
I want to embrace nature,
No phone, no worries
Glitter of light in the sky
I can feel magical stars.
This post is written in response to Silver’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #2 Magic & Glitter by Silver Threading.
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Listless clouds in sky
On observing the parched land
Decided to shake hands,
Result was nothing but life
Unity brought hope for land.
This post is in response to Silver’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #1 Harvest & Moon by Silver Threading
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