Anarchy
NAISAIKU WEEK III
Sanguine lies trembled, As genuine facts emblazoned the sky
I, Rambled about in oblivion
Genuine smile trembled, As sanguine lies blazed high
To avenge death, I lived a thousand lives.
Prompted at NAISAIKU III WEEK and 3WW
3WW-Naisaiku
Is It Worth The Trouble?
Candid confessions!
A miscalculated risk-
My impulsive honesty
Is It Worth The Trouble?
My impulsive honesty
A miscalculated risk-
Candid confessions!
Rabble rousers

Oh rabble rousers,
Arouse my soul
From this unbidden sleep.
Long forgotten consciousness
Needs a rude awakening
It seems lost
Since eternity.
Oh rabble rousers,
Break the walls,
The unwanted fences,
Cemented with fear
Rearrange my torrid emotions!
It lies in disarray,
Since eternity.
Oh rabble rousers,
While you are at it,
Can you please,
Find my voice
Make it heard above the noise.
Validate my existence
It lies in wait
Since eternity.
Prompted at 3WW
Desire...

Crumpled sheets portray
Failed nerves; they conceal-
my illicit desire
Prompted at : 3WW
And also submitted at : Monday poetic train
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The cadence of your eyes,
Gently reminds me,
Of my earlier resolve,
Lost in the sensation
Allured by the sugary delight
I crumble...
And when your brows curve,
Humbly I let go,
With a sheepish smile
Then the curve of your lips,
Bright with mischief
Gobble it up!
Prompted at : 3WW
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Entwined arms part
For tryst with the unknown, wind beckons
Dreams forfeit, love lost
Prompted at : 3WW
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Unseen hesitation warred,
With faint glimmer of passion..
Fortune miswrites..
And I am left with,
A land of barreness,
Where once crimson streaked
The inner lanes of my heart
I am now,
left with Viduity,
I welcome adversity,
Like a canopy,
Let it cacoon me,
Like a salve for the wound
And now,
this piece of orange,
This saree,
Arouses the feelings,
And I see,
dreams I never let myself see
I wish, It was me,
Who wiped the sweat, from your head
After a long tiring day
I wish, It was me,
That you wed.
And it was you, that marked my gateway,
To bliss, to love
And while you repose,
I wish, I could gently sneak into your arms
And our love be the only ambrose,
that we would seek
And as you find my various charms,
Oh so slowly,
I wish, I could color your dreams too
Furtively, I touch,
The small box that holds,
Everything denied to me,
A streak of red,
Ah! why oh why fortune played this game?
I know it never will be same,
I chance upon her
She who is your wife,
And that cherubic face,
Of your child
And I curtail my wild thoughts...
For it was never to be..
I know this saree will never be worn,
Like that life, that will never be born
Which once we dreamt about, together...
I know I am super late! Sorry for that :) When I checked the prompts initially this poem struck me.. though the theme I thought about is totally inspired by a scene in a tamil movie whose name I don't even remember but I would love to give the back ground....
This scene is pictured as a song.. and i dont remember the song even.. I have not tried to translate it or anything.. just my impression..
The heroine is a widow and in dire straits.. hero, who is now married to someone else finds her and shelters her in his house. The wife knows about their past and is sympathetic. Heroine isnt much educated as is norm in the village.. however they r childhood sweethearts.. before the hero could his education( he was away).. the situation at the girls family changes and under duress she marries someone else.. And eventually he does to..
So in this situation, she is living in his house as a nanny to take care of his kids. Its diwali and he( his wife infact) gives her gift of clothes... which is also a norm out here.. Well so she dreams what it would be to marry him.. when she chances upon his family picture which brings her back with a bang...
I believe now...
whispers
of immense faith
Performing miracles
Ignited the first flames of piety
In me
I know I have been away from this blog for a long time now and I havent written anything for the prompts too.. This is my way of trying to fit more than one prompts together.. the 3 worded prompts for 3WW are in bold and italics and this is my attempt of Cinquain .. You can read my earlier attempt here
Vanilla Sky
In my own vanilla sky,
I search
Few shades of you
Between the lines,
Lost,
A hidden meaning
I try to decipher
Us
In this convoluted poem
Jealous green
mingle with neglected dreams
In the nebulous clouds
I hesitate
Through the star studded night
To find you
Prompted at : ABC Wednesday and 3WW
Untitled - For 3WW
sprung through your eyes,
Glistening in the sun
Shattered illusions
tethered at the edge
Rebelled
Enemy or a friend?
hard to define
Smile.. A haiku
the crimson lips- it quivered
Ah such tenderness!












