It is full moon night
Lights are glow worms on hill slope…
Cold wind with bared fangs.
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Winter evening | Goutam Dutta
An early sunset…
Curled in front of a lit fire
Beggar and stray dog.
Goutam is passionate about poetry and writes whenever and wherever something or someone touches his heart. He lives in Kolkata, India and writes poetry in English, Hindi and Bengali language. He has published two books on English poetry named “Hues of Life” and “Glimpses of life”.
Equinox
Tilt of the earth.
Either side of equator
Seasons reverse.
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Love Letters
Sentiments penned
In letters galore.
Love transcends seasons.
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Abandoned
A poetic take on a freak accident that had occurred some years back, leaving an impression on my heart.
He just left;
Suddenly! Swiftly!
In the middle of the night-
When the stars hid behind the cloud cover,
When all was quiet,
When the world,
wrapped in a quilt of the dark night, slept.
They came for him.
Woke him up
Pulled him from his bed
Holding him by the hand
Guided him to the edge!
For an instant it was all dark.
Then, he heard music
And was bathed in the light
Of a brilliant Halo!
The next day his room-mates
found him-
His body,
Which had been abandoned by life!
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A few lines about myself :
Goutam is passionate about poetry and writes whenever and wherever something or someone touches his heart. He lives in Kolkata, India and writes poetry in English, Hindi and Bengali language. He has published two books on English poetry named “Hues of Life” and “Glimpses of…
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#Hay(na)Ku Pedestrian poetry
Pedestrian poetry
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Words
Of mine,
Lost in cacophony.
Pedestrian,
They seem,
In the melee.
Wondering,
How to,
Create poetry exemplary?
Garnishing
My words,
With all finery!
Words,
In poetry,
I desire flowery.
Arousing
In soul,
Intense sentiments many.
Satiate
My craving,
For august poetry!
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The Hay(na)ku poem, a very simple poetic form. It was created by poet Eileen Tabios with its debut in the Philippine Independence Day, June 12, in 2003.
Hay(na)ku is a 3-line poem with one word in the first line, two words in the second, and three in the third. There are no restrictions beyond this. Multiple hay(na)ku or “sequence” can be chained together to form longer poems.
For today’s prompt, my choice is Hay(na)ku style of poetry.
#Haiku Emptiness
Glory of the moon
Highlighted by the darkness.
A lonely leaf curls.
#Haikai Challenge #150 (8/2/20): Sturgeon Moon #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
A Rhyming poetry
#Rhyming poetry
This rumour in the town was rife;
The butcher’s wife
Feared for the safety of her own life.
So she kept with her, a sharpened knife.
Between them, this was the cause of some strife!
Written in response to the rhyme scheme challenge of the mindlovemiserymenagerie blog.
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/07/25/saturday-mix-rhyme-time-25-july-2020/
Identity
Like the proverbial elephant,
Groped at by the blind men
And described in multiple ways.
Our identity remains
An enigma;
Often coming to the fore
Only little bits and not more.
Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Identity” July 13, 2020
In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt “Identity”
Tea, Chai, Chaa…
For lovers of the Cuppa….a refreshing historical insight.
Tea is more than just a beverage. It is a feeling that makes a day wholesome. It is considered as one of the most popular drink of the country. India consumes approximately 8,37,000 tons of tea every year!
From starting the day with a hot cuppa to stopping by the roadside stall or ‘Tapri’ on the way back, may be considered a ritual for many. In another survey conducted by a heath app it has been inferred that people in India tend to drink more tea as they age.
While tracing the journey of Tea back to where it came from, I came across a few interesting stories on the same. Legend has it that Tea was accidentally brought to India by a Buddhist monk who on his way to China, observed the locals chewing wild leaves as part of their ritual. On seeing this, he decided to try the…
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Straight From My Heart 