I thought I could only fall for The words I read. Now I've fallen for you. How could I not, when you gift me a book and tell me that you love me? You do know how to make A reader, like me, happy! . . . . ¶ Shruthi Jothsana © 2019 ¶
Q for Questions (NaPoWriMo19)
Oh, how we dance in despair! For all the unanswered questions, Inside our head. But all the while, we were aware that, only time has The answers ahead. . . . . ¶ Shruthi Jothsana © 2019 ¶
P for Pause (NaPoWriMo19)
You run run and run, blinded by the rat race's fun, All the life's little pleasures, you shun. You try your past to be outdone By the present that just begun and your future is waiting for the sun. Your goal is, to get shit done. Sometimes just pause for none But for you, the… Continue reading P for Pause (NaPoWriMo19)
O for Our Lady of Paris
Today's poem is dedicated to the iconic Notre Dame which was conflagrated on April 15th. The magnitude of loss is high on history and architecture front. Never in my life I thought, I also will be mourning for the loss of a building that I visited just once which left me in pure awe nonetheless.… Continue reading O for Our Lady of Paris
N for Novaturient (NaPoWriMo19)
Do what you may; Seek what you may; Say what you may; Think what you may; If you want to invite A powerful change To alter your course of life, Do what you have to; Seek what you have to; Say what you have to; Think what you got to; Whatever it is that you… Continue reading N for Novaturient (NaPoWriMo19)
M for Maybe (NaPoWriMo19)
Maybe she is used to the chaos now, Maybe that's why she befriended it. Maybe she hit a cul-de-sac in finding peace, Maybe she found it in the chaos itself. ¶ Shruthi Jothsana © 2019 ¶
L for Lickspittle (NaPoWriMo19)
Poetry form: Senryu Lickspittle - (noun) a bootlicker. Bid morals, goodbye. Brown-nosing levels, sky high; Survivor at work. ¶ Shruthi Jothsana © 2019 ¶
K for Keepsake (NaPoWriMo19)
Nobody tells you the art of rebuilding a broken heart. With time, your attempt ceases to find the missing pieces. For you will have realized at last, that they are the keepsake for the past. __________________________________________ ¶ Shruthi Jothsana © 2019 ¶
J for Juxtaposed (NaPoWriMo19)
You graze your warm fingers against my icy cold skin turning my stoned heart into a red soft marble. Your pleasing smile on your face numbs my grieving silence and then You manage a thready whisper in my ears to say that you love me. But all I want to do is let out an… Continue reading J for Juxtaposed (NaPoWriMo19)
I for Indelible (NaPoWriMo19)
Poetry form: 54321 format. I had an indelible impact When you left me. So, I succumbed To words; Poetry. ¶ Shruthi Jothsana © 2019 ¶