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Starry Night ⭐
Lying down on our grassy lawn,
Stars arranged like they're drawn,
Little fingers intertwined,
Playing on loop Seeing blind.
Then, you stand up to light your cigar,
That's when I see a shooting star.
I see your face through lighters flame,
And realize both are the same.
(04.12.20)
Attempt at a prompt from @creativepromptsforwriting 's December prompts.
His hair is grey
And vision is blurred
His spends his day
In bed, one-third.
He taught me to read,
And told me to lead.
He taught me to write,
And told me to fight.
Evening's he spent
Saying his prayer.
He hates to depend
Loves his arm chair.
Night's he spent
Telling us tales
About the places he went
With all the details.
A child's first teacher
Is it's mother
But my first teacher
Is my grandfather.
His hair is grey
And vision is blurred
His smile never fades
He's my world.
(04.12.20)
REFORMATION
Holding on tightly to mamma's finger,
Our first fear was getting lost in the crowd
Then we grew up,
Held many other hands and let go of some
Slowly we saw our fear change
From getting lost to feeling lost amidst a crowd.
As a kid, we woke up in the middle of the night,
And then didn't go back to sleep
Thinking there might be demons under our bed
But as an adult,
it's harder to get any sleep
Because demons moved from under our beds to inside our heads.
(18.11.20)
FLOWERS AND SCARS
The flowers you once gave
Are now my bookmarks.
Dried and black,
Yet somehow artful.
Like the scars, you left behind
To bookmark
The person I was, and have become.
Dried and black,
Yet somehow hurtful.
(13.11.20)
LET'S STAY IN
A few more days let's stay in,
Read a book or play violin.
Though how long is uncertain,
This too shall pass, that's certain.
Binge your favourite TV show,
Or adopt a dog, so you can watch him grow.
Stay up all night then wake up late,
And enjoy your cup of hot chocolate.
Make biryani, bake a pie,
Or paint a picture and watch it dry.
Call that friend who cares for you,
And watch the sky in brilliant hues.
A few more days let's stay in,
Later you can go trek mountain.
Though how long is uncertain,
This too shall pass, that's certain.
(30.10.20)
LIGHTS AND SHADES
All the Polaroids
Once lit with fairy lights,
Now stay in a box,
With not a ray of light.
Love,
just like photos, will surely fade
So I pulled up my walls
And hide behind it's shade.
(29.10.20)
The mornings after a rainy night,
Reminds me of all our crazy fights.
The way few droplets hold onto leaves,
I held us tying my pain in sheaves.
The sky looks empty without a cloud,
Reflecting me and the things you vowed.
And slowly the day gets bright in time,
I bethink how I left right in time.
The mornings after a rainy night,
Reminds me there's always space for light.
(26.10.20)