Hurt [NaPoWriMo Day 1]

I find myself alone again,
And my heart is free to feel,
The pain and the hurt.
There are memories sometimes,
And on others, just thoughts,
Thoughts and tales that my mind spins,
Because I’m a dreamer,
And sometimes I dream of sorrow.
I can feel it course through me,
Like an unstoppable tide.
It engulfs me whole,
And I feel that the world,
Will never be okay again.
But I’ve been here before,

Don’t tell me to be brave.
Don’t tell me I’m weak.
Say it’s okay to hurt,
And let my heart heal,
In my cocoon of pain,
Till I emerge,

NaPoWriMo Day 30: Agnipath – A Translation

Prompt: Because we’ve spent our month looking at poets in English translation, today I’d like you to try your hand at a translation of your own. If you know a foreign language, you could take a crack at translating a poem by a poet writing in that language.

For today’s prompt, I will be translating a very well known poem by a famous Hindi poet, Harivansh Rai Bachchan. Instead of a word-for-word translation, I’ve made a few changes. I hope you all like the poem 🙂



Even if trees surround you,
Gigantic and plentiful,
For the shade of even a single leaf,
Don’t hope, don’t beg, don’t ask.
Walk on the path of fire!

You will never tire,
You will never stop,
You will never turn back,
Take this oath, make this vow.
Walk on the path of fire!

It is indeed a spectacle,
To see the man who walks,
In tears, sweat and blood,
Covered, soaked and drenched.
And still treads the path of fire!

NaPoWriMo Day 29: I Remember

I remember the young girl
Gentle, trusting and kind

I remember taking leaps of faith
My heart and soul, still unscathed

I remember falling prey
To the vagaries of time

I remember the world
Destroying my very essence

And everything that made me
Wilting, slowly dying

I remember the burning flame
That defined my existence

Now, it stands doused
Into tiny spark of hope

I remember the world
Slowly turning darker

With each passing year I realized
Everything doesn’t shimmer and sparkle

And the darkness of the world
Slowly took hold of my soul

Engulfing me in the shadows
Lurking in every corner

But my darkened soul still holds on
To that tiny spark of hope

Prompt: Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem based on things you remember. Try to focus on specific details, and don’t worry about whether the memories are of important events, or are connected to each other. You could start by adopting Brainard’s uniform habit of starting every line with “I remember,” and then you could either cut out all the instances of “I remember,” or leave them all in, or leave just a few in. At any rate, hopefully you’ll wind up with a poem that is heavy on concrete detail, and which uses that detail as its connective tissue. Happy writing!

NaPoWriMo Day 26: Motherless

I open my eyes to my mother’s screams
Far away, I hear her crying, screeching
I’m just a baby, should I run to her?
She told me to stay, said I’d be safe
But why is she piercing the sky
With her agonizing wail?
Is she hurt, my mother?
Suddenly, she stops
Dreadful silence all around
I should wait for her to return
But slowly, scared, I tread out
‘Mom?’ I trumpet out
An eerie silence surrounds me
I see her bushy tail, lying on the ground
I found her! I found her!
Maybe she fell down
I run forward, relieved
I run my trunk, playfully over her back
Why won’t she get up?
Why is she so quiet?
I run around to lift her trunk in mine
A horrified scream scares me
My horrified scream scares me
All I see are two gaping holes
Where her magnificent tusks once were
And she lies there, cold and lifeless
A pool of blood beneath her
Then I see them, far away
Two creatures rejoicing
The beasts who walk on two legs
My mother warned me about them
I crouch in the bushes, terrified
And I run, and I run
To find the others
Knowing full well,
Now I’m all alone

Today’s poem, not following the prompt, was inspired from Jade’s poem, “It’s Our Earth Day Too“.

NaPoWriMo Day 25: Chasing Butterflies

Prompt: Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that begins with a line from a another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it. This will work best if you just start with a line of poetry you remember, but without looking up the whole original poem. (Or, find a poem that you haven’t read before and then use a line that interests you).

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze,

Enticingly, glittering in the sun,

Flapping their vivid, beautiful wings,

Creating a world, colorful and bright.

All my sorrow fades away,

As I run around, chasing butterflies.

Strange, how my joy comes,

From what I inadvertently destroy.

Maybe, just maybe,

It’s not a bad world, after all.

I took the first line of my poem from Daffodilsby William Wordsworth.

NaPoWriMo Day 24: Halycon Days

She sits, recollects
The halycon days
The sun dazzled her eyes
Flurries of leaves flew by

As she sat on the swing
She heard the bombinating bees
And the mellifluous song
Of the frolicsome Koel

The salubrious breeze
Ran through her hair
As the sky transmogrified
Into a tincture of red

And when the sun
Settled into crepescule
The sea turned into
A coruscating mirror of colors

When her heart is shrouded
By the tenebrosity of the days
She sits, recollects
The halycon days

Prompt: Today I challenge you to write a “mix-and-match” poem in which you mingle fancy vocabulary, overly poetic words, with distinctly un-fancy words. Hopefully you’ll end up with a poem that makes the everyday seem poetic, and which keeps your poetic language grounded. Happy writing!

Photo clicked by my sister, Bhavya. You can see her other photos here.

NaPoWriMo Day 23: The World of Books

As I sit here reading and turn the pages,
Gleefully, I visit many lands unknown.
I see a ruthless king on a mighty throne.
Unseen, I travel through the ages,
With witches, wizards, Gods and sages.
One day, I’m in the hut of a crone,
Another, with a pipe and a mystery of my own,
Amidst torrid affairs and worldly outrages.
One day, on the back of a Hippogriff I fly,
Or soar across realms, from the Landing to The Wall,
And beyond, where White Walkers crawl.
One day I’m off to where shadows lie,
To find the one ring to rule them all.
As I turn the pages, worlds fly by.

Prompt: Today, I challenge you to write a sonnet. Traditionally, sonnets are 14-line poems, with ten syllables per line, written in iambs.You can write a “sonnet” that doesn’t have meet all of the traditional formal elements, but still functions as a mini-essay of a sort.

Since today is World Book Day, I decided to base my sonnet on the World of Books. I chose the Petrarchan sonnet with the following rhyme scheme: a b b a a b b a c d d c d c
I haven’t followed all the iambs. Turns out, writing a sonnet is not as easy as it looks.
Hope you enjoy it 🙂

NaPoWriMo Day 22: The Wind Sees Everything

Prompt: Today’s prompt comes to us from Gloria Gonsalves, who also suggested our prompt for Day Seven. Today, Gloria challenges us all to write a poem in honor of Earth Day. This could be about your own backyard, a national park, or anything from a maple tree to a humpback whale. Happy writing!

The Wind Sees Everything
From oceans to seas
From mountains to valleys

It saw the earth grow
It saw the earth reform
It saw the apes turn into men
A new world being born

It saw forests
Burnt to the ground
Then realizations
Dawning anew
Creatures of the night
People. You.

Yes, the wind sees you.
It saw you crawling
Into your mother’s arms
It saw you leave her fingers
And learn how to walk
It saw you crying for her
On your first day of school
It saw you grow
Resolute and beautiful
It saw your first love
It saw your first kiss
It saw you heartbroken
And in love again
It saw all your laughs
It saw all your tears
It saw all your struggles
It saw all your triumphs

The wind sees everything
And so it will forever
Blowing in all its perpetuity
Till you long cease to exist

I did not write this poem today. It’s a little old, but I thought this is perfect for Earth Day and hence chose to share it 🙂

NaPoWriMo Day 21: Love, Hedwig

Prompt: I challenge you to write a poem in the voice of minor character from a fairy tale or myth. Instead of writing from the point of view of Cinderella, write from the point of view of the mouse who got turned into a coachman. Instead of writing from the point of view of Orpheus or Eurydice, write from the point of view of one of the shades in Hades who watched Eurydice leave and then come back. Happy writing!

It’s been a long, long time
Since I nibbled your fingers
And felt the gentle touch
Of your loving hand

I remember the day I met you
I was a gift
And you treated me as just that
A magical present

Through the thick and thin
You were never alone
You had a companion
And I had one too

My dear Harry, my dear friend
Of course I understood you
Nothing to be surprised, after all
Love doesn’t need a language

I remember it all
Your friends, our friends
The awful Privet Drive
And the beautiful flights

The last thing I remember
Is a ghastly green light
Then I woke up here
Scared and alone

But don’t you worry, Harry
I’m a free owl now
It took me a while to remember
How much fun flying can be

So don’t you worry about me
You have been as much a friend
To me, as I have been to you
But now it’s time to let me go

Stop crying now, Harry
Wipe those tears off your face
Close your eyes
And see me soar

Soar across the sea
Across all lands
And smile now
For your happy owl

And when it’s time
I’ll be here to greet you
To nibble at your ears
And hoot with joy

Smile now, Harry
And gently
Let me go
Love, Hedwig

NaPoWriMo Day 20: Kennings on my dog

Prompt: Today’s prompt encourages us to write a kennings poem. A Kenning is a two word phrase describing an object often using a metaphor. A Kennings poem is a riddle made up of several lines of kennings to describe something or someone. For example, you might call a cat a mouse-stalker, quiet-walker, bird-warner, purr-former, etc. 


My adorable sausage-dog

I wrote my Kennings on my dachshund – Trusty. I have previously written a post dedicated to My Squishy.

I will also attach a photo for your reference because how can I not take this opportunity to show everyone what a handsome young boy he is? 😀