A limerick is a short form of humorous, often nonsensical verse. It consists of exactly five lines following a strict AABBA rhyme scheme, where the first, second, and fifth lines rhyme with each other (three metrical feet), and the third and fourth lines share a different rhyme and rhythm (two metrical feet).
Acrostic is a kind of poem where the first letter of each line spells out a word, name, or phrase, with each line describing or relating to the chosen word. Mother Earth embraces the moon Obeisance paid by the Sun at noon Opulence adored by the vastness of the sky Night and day go by … Continue reading Acrostic: Moonlit Evening
"Captured in a villanelle consisting of 19 lines" Timelessness of nature's art! O, flowers of the golden shower! From where did you learn the art of Adoring the bower Thou art lovely and selfless at any hour Assisted by the winds blowing through the trough O, flowers of the golden shower! Starts in Autumn, blooms … Continue reading A Villanelle: The Golden Shower of Summer
Blanketed by Thick clouds and thin-cool air In the dropping temperature Sun and Moon rays unable to pierce The surrounding Locating a hand with the other is rare In the dense fog That enveloped the atmosphere The sound of the dew Dripping from the clouds To the leaves of the trees Then the ground And … Continue reading On Sitting Near Window in one Wintry Night
In this poem, I'll attempt the translation of a stanza of the poem J. Alfred Prufrock by TS Eliot. "Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights … Continue reading The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (translation)
In this post, I'll attempt the translation of a Hindi poem 'Berozgar' by Devi Prasad Misra into English! बेरोजगार यह सवाल उसे शर्मिंदा कर देता हैकि वह क्या कर रहा आजकल वह डकैती नही डालतावह तस्करी नही करतावह हत्याएं नही करतावह फरेबी वादे नही करता वह सिर्फ वोट डालता हैवह देश नही चलाता फिर भी … Continue reading Unemployed
Structure - 3 lines (mostly 5-7-5 words) Such type of poems capture the essence of the moment!
I can write some lines about my parent who has written me. I can write some lines about the grandparents who taught me the unconditioned love. I can also write few lines about the teacher too, who taught me how to write. I can dedicate a few thought to the society as well who taught … Continue reading Some thoughts on “Teacher’s day”
Hey Friend!You are close to my heartYet far away to induce mirthYour house is 3rd next to mineBut miles apart to dineI can feel your presenceBut to you, I have no essence Hey Dear!I pass through your purple doorAnd pink windows having no odourKnowingly, to steal a glance of youEach day, to get your wellness … Continue reading A Surprise!
A teacher The designation, which comes After father and mother The teacher is The testimony of kindness Is like a potter, who shapes every ugly, useless plump clay into utensils, which can support some valuables for life Is like an investor, who invest all his potential expecting nothing about his/her own profit Is a library, … Continue reading Teacher: Who leaves an indelible imprint on your life!!
किसी दिन खुद में मुझे झाँक के तो देख, जिस तरह मैं सिर्फ तुझे याद करके पागलो की तरह मुस्कुरा देता हूं, एक बार तू भी याद कर तो देख, एक बार मुस्कुरा के तो देख। कल जब तू ख्यालो में आई थी, मैने कहा, एक बार जिंदगी में आकर तो देख । कभी किसी … Continue reading एक बार देख के तो देख!
Nourishing you when you didn't come to world Till when she won't leave the world Caring you From your diapers to your blazer From your milk to your desserts From your worn out pencil- eraser to your Parker From your foot to your hairs From your cradle to your car From your look to your … Continue reading Tribute to ‘Mother”
A birth Of Nimble- agile creature besides the scant space of my window pane Preceding it, Sewing of home by parents- squirrel with melange of coarse cotton picked directly from cotton boll in field And some straw and whit for base, from tree appearing like a lump not beautiful at all But There must … Continue reading Evolution : A Squirrel- I
ऐ नींद, तुझे मुझसे दुश्मनी क्यो है , जब चाहता हु ,आती नही तू जब ना चाहु , गले लगाती तू याद नही क्या सपने पहले भी थे , आज भी है पहले उन्ही सपनो में खो के सोना अच्छा लगता था आज वही सपने सोने नही देते है तब तो मैं चलना सीखा भी … Continue reading ए नींद है कहा तू।
"Women Development Cell Fest - SVC" A girl , A friend Who wishes to be successful Recognised, who not Barely 18 years old , her parents decided to marry her to shatter her dream to pieces A bride , A friend The which was destined to write her … Continue reading One Indian “Girl or Thought”
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