water

let-a-smile

his music trickled down my spine,

like water, it registered my thirst
for something new, for something

i forgot i could feel — in a circular
exhale of his smile, i smiled too, and
resting my feet, i waited for more.

.

© Anmol Arora 2018

Another one for Fussy Little Forms at With Real Toads. Cherita is a three-stanza poem, of one, two, and three lines respectively; it generally tells a story and was created by the UK poet and artist, ai li.
Image source (Let A Smile be Your Umbrella by davisbrotherlylove.com)

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Gold Pride (Re-Introduction of A Poetry Form)

I’d like to take the opportunity to introduce a poetry form, I created earlier this year. I never named it but included a number of poems written in that style, in my poetry collection which you can download from here.

Rules:-

1. Three stanzas, two quatrains followed by a couplet.

2. Rhyming scheme- abcd/dcba/ee.

3. Theme- Some strong emotion or a powerful act.

4. Optional use of a color for narration.

I am sharing a poem written in this style from the said collection.

Gold Pride

the gold pride of the gods

seeping down the Eden,

penetrating in the soil

and under the ground

.

Hades cry out a shrill sound,

the gore of earth does boil,

the weapons form a redan,

and are activated, the death pods,

.

suffer the mortals, pain and blood,

amidst this amour pro-pre, crud

.

* It is quite a simple form to adopt. I would be delighted if you try writing this way.

2nd Blog Anniversary

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Last night, I got a message from WordPress, informing me that it has been two years that I registered on WordPress. Wow! That is such a brilliant feeling. I remember that first night faintly; I know I wrote up my first post that day which was quite absurd, which many of my posts still are. And I updated my introduction page that day and it is the same as what you see as the first paragraph in my ‘This is me’ page. I haven’t changed it but updated it twice, depending on the situations prevailing in my life.

But I am so happy to be a part of WordPress community. These two years have just flown away like that. Sometimes it feels as if I started just yesterday, while at other times it is as if I have been blogging since forever.

The truth is this blogging domain saw the major change in my life as I lost my path and went downhill. It had seen those days when I tried to make a decision of the path I want to step on, once I had lost my original one. I have shared such posts on this blog, which you would not want to read… which I would not want to read ever again. I don’t want myself to lead to that situation again.

This blog has seen me through the times when I was estranged from life to the time when I accepted its presence and it all went bad for me… this blog has seen me through my battles and struggles against an evil, which still comes forth to dominate me from time to time… but this blog has also seen me take my writing seriously, spreading my words all around and be the person who I am today. May be I do not accept myself.. I do not like what is going on with me… but the WordPress community has always supported me.

I have had so many bloggers who had come in my life through this domain and leave it as well. I miss them for their support but I know that is wrong on my part. They did all what they could do for me. I am thankful to all of them.

Now before you get tired of my sentiments, I must say I adore you all. You all are special to me. And I hope I have been or I will be able to make my presence felt.. even a little bit of it, in your hearts.

I remember you…

“He isn’t ready. I won’t suggest you to meet him.”

“I would like to see him and that is my decision.”

“Love, he doesn’t remember…”

A single drop of tear appeared in her eyes, “I don’t care whether he remembers or not. I want to meet… meet him,” she said in a cracked voice.

“As you wish dear, but do not tell him…”

They walked up the old wooden staircase which creaked at every step. There was a foul smell emerging from the room looming before them.

“I give you ten minutes,” the care taker said and walked back down the stairway.

She was left alone. Hesitatingly, she knocked at the door. There was no reply. She knocked again.

“Uh!” a terrible voice emerged from inside.

She opened up the door and found the wrinkled man sitting on the chair, curiously looking at her.

“I remember you, sweetheart… my daughter.”

* This comes out to be my 400th post. I thank you all for the continuous support. It is a great feeling. This blog has become the most important thing in my life and I am not kidding. 🙂

And to rejoice the moment, I would like to share one of my most favorite songs with you all:-

moon beam

The moon peered down at me through the haze, while I stool silent, lost in the reverent atmosphere. The sound of the waves was enriching and it filled my soul with a longing. And it seemed the tears would make an appearance but it wasn’t so. Their time hadn’t yet come because my longing wasn’t yet acknowledged by my soul. It was just a fleeting balloon away from the reach of my touch. But then the haze parted and the moon beam descended on me and I could see my flesh in the dark and I knew I was a breathing creature, not merely a conscious flying away in the oblivion. I recognized my longing and then those tears, I loathed and loved at the same time, spilled out but there were just a few of them. May be it was just meant to be so.

a piercing moon beam

all the past wounds torn open

realizing tears flow

Inspired Haiku

Kikusha Ni’s Creation:-

my body all alone

in this autumn I feel –

the dusk in rain

~

My inspired creations:-

alone in the field

I feel the feel of rain drops

stream of silent tears

~

at the edge of ship

glancing at shades of water

lone feeling of peace

P.s.- The two haiku I have created are very close to my heart. They are written in response to Carpe Diem Special 44.

Infinite

“I feel infinite,” she whispered.

“What?”

“I feel infinite sitting here on the top of the world.”

“Me too,” he softly replied, “But wait, you have copied it from a book, haven’t you?”

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Notes:-

1. Written for the Trifextra Challenge

2. “I feel infinite” is a phrase that appears in Stephen Chbosky’s The Perks of Being a Wallflower.