Radiant Sunflowers (Fib)

Fields

of

sun kissed

sunflowers

radiantly bathe

in the love of their lover’s light.

©NJ

Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

My darling Rosie at AReadingWriter is participating in the A to Z challenge along with NaPoWriMo where she writes on various forms of poetry from A to Z. Although I’m not ‘officially’ participating in the A to Z challenge or NaPoWriMo, I’m joining her in writing. You can check out the various forms she’s planning on writing here. This is my humble attempt for ‘Fib’.

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Barren Earth (Endecha)

Shades and hues of blooms of greens

lay wiped out with concrete beams,

Scant are our oxygen tanks,

Barrenness is filled with echoes of haunted screams.

©NJ

Photo by Jamie Street on Unsplash

My darling Rosie at AReadingWriter is participating in the A to Z challenge along with NaPoWriMo where she writes on various forms of poetry from A to Z. Although I’m not ‘officially’ participating in the A to Z challenge or NaPoWriMo, I’m joining her in writing. You can check out the various forms she’s planning on writing here. This is my humble attempt for ‘Endecha’.

Serenity (Conachlonn)

Serene is the gentle blowing breeze

Trees stand naked and leafless and tall

All its leaves decorate the forest

besides the blooming patches of green.

©NJ

Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

 

My darling Rosie at AReadingWriter is participating in the A to Z challenge along with NaPoWriMo where she writes on various forms of poetry from A to Z. Although I’m not ‘officially’ participating in the A to Z challenge or NaPoWriMo, I’m joining her in writing. You can check out the various forms she’s planning on writing here. This is my humble attempt for ‘Conachlonn’.

Under The Banyan Tree (Butterfly Cinquain)

 

Under

the banyan tree

I sit mesmerized by

the setting of the evening sun

and the

popping of the twinkling stars in

anticipation of

their beloved queen,

the moon.

©NJ

Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

My darling Rosie at AReadingWriter is participating in the A to Z challenge along with NaPoWriMo where she writes on various forms of poetry from A to Z. Although I’m not ‘officially’ participating in the A to Z challenge or NaPoWriMo, I’m joining her in writing. You can check out the various forms she’s planning on writing here. This is my humble attempt for ‘Butterfly Cinquain’.

Hold On

Life’s leading nowhere as darkness engulfs you whole,
‘its better I’m dead’, echoes through your head,

and your heart confirms it with silence.

You see strangers in everyone,
known and unknown,

No shoulder to cry on, your voice deep inside is lost.
Your heart beats wildly ensuring you hold on,
Your head pounds madly
the words ‘let go, let go, let go’.

You find home in darkness,
yet you crave the light,
You’re afraid your life’s not worth living,

you’d rather give up the fight.

.

To all this, all I can say is:
“Please hold on, you are worthy of your life.
Catch those sparkles of light, and fight.
Stare into the abyss as much as you want,
But please,

turn back and walk away,

walk right back into life.

© NJ

In response to NaPoWriMo’s prompt: Day 6

Photo by paul mocan on Unsplash

Elephants Are Interesting

You make for an

interesting photograph

in black and white,

Bracketed by

nothingness,

Even though you resisted

and questioned the interest,

You tell me it’s popular

and not so mysterious,

this black and whiteness

that you orbit your

photographs around,

But I will grant you,

This is incredibly interesting,

The details of the lines

On our bodies are vivid,

The emotions stand out

with our entwined trunks,

in the blackness,

the whites of our trunks

Stand out splendidly,

We are enormously grateful

to you for making

us your forever muse.

©NJ

Image courtesy:- Wolf Adameit (followed the link given via NaPoWriMo)

In response to NaPoWriMo prompt: Day 5.

I chose an Italian poem called ‘We Are Interesting’. written by Laura Accerboni.

She’s a Sunflower

His acidic words of farewell

stung her like hundreds

of bees’ bites,

His footsteps grew fainter

as he walked away from her

forever,

She felt like a dead tree,

like pieced of decayed barks

and hollow inside,

She wilted like sunflowers do

after dusk,

But every night, she gathered

ber broken pieces

and one by one fixed them up

like a jigsaw puzzle

Till finally she was complete

and whole again.

Come dawn, just like the sunflowers

she bloomed anew once again.

©NJ

Photo by Christoph Peich on Unsplash

In response to NaPoWriMo prompt: Day 4.

Making Music

Bonfire Crackle

Splutter with the Heat

Cacophony of Sounds

Sounds Erupt

Lone Wolf

Wolf Howling

Howling in the Darkness

Awwwoooooo

Cicadas are Chirping

Chirping Wildly

Owls are Hooting

Hooting Musically

In Response

Symphony

Own Orchestra

©NJ

P.S. For this prompt, I took the help of an old poem that I wrote and chose the ‘band names. 

Photo by NeONBRAND on Unsplash

In response to NaPoWriMo’s prompt: Day 3.

Start Now

“Next week, I will start life anew”, she said.

“Today, I will truly live again”, he said.

“Start living NOW, I said,

“For you never know

when you’ll take those

final steps towards

God’s pearly gates.”

©NJ

Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

In response to NaPoWriMo’s prompt: Day 2.

Gone Forever (Aubade)

 

Eyes moisten with tears

with the parting of our hearts,

Your touch carve memories

into my skin

as they trace goodbyes

from your fingers to mine,

Your footsteps trail away

into dusk’s darkness

leaving nothing and

everything behind,

.

.

Come dawn, your love

blooms in my heart

like the sunflowers

bloom with their

beloved sun’s warmth,

It is the dusk that I’m

afraid of. It reminds me

that you’re gone.

Forever.

©NJ

Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

My darling Rosie at AReadingWriter is participating in the A to Z challenge along with NaPoWriMo where she writes on various forms of poetry from A to Z. Although I’m not ‘officially’ participating in the A to Z challenge or NaPoWriMo, I’m joining her in writing. You can check out the various forms she’s planning on writing here. This is my humble attempt for ‘Auabade’.