The rose petals in my journals have dried into shades of brown, And your photographs in my drawers haven't tasted air for years now...
Flipping the pages of the journal, reminds me of those beautiful moments.... How they flipped with time so fast,right? I miss each of them.... Specially that one when we were sitting together under the gloomy night, which was wearing the jewels of love(stars and moon) And glory of love was spreading every side~
You remember? You said "My face is bright as moonlight"
I miss that day when under the cherry blossom tree near the rose garden, You plucked the prettiest rose amongst all and tucked it in my fluffy hairs.....
But I miss that place of your heart more than anything else where only I used to stay....
All the promises you made are broken now.... You disappeared with the winds,but my heart is still yearing to hear your voice~ And my hand is still waiting to clasp your hand~
~This dried rose still smells like the fragrance of yours~
Summer sunrise sweetly sighs, seas speak softly, soothing shores.
– Joseph May
A tautogram refers to a text in which all words start with the same letter. The word itself is composed of two Greek words, "tauto" meaning "the same" and "gramma" meaning "letter." So in a tautogram poetry, all words in the poem begin with the same letter.
I am going out for a shopping spree Amid the haze of pandemic. My list was long and it contains these:
• to stargaze at night • to walk barefeet • to breath free • • the sky just filled • that would last the lockdown 3.0 • to festoon my apartment • ' to colour my soul • from my favourite bakery • with my fellow mates • to enjoy the new trend • to keep my family safe • which fades facade,provides an invisible hand to help humanity rise again. • to spread
I haste, and dress up in glee I check my purse and think My list might increase, If my budget did insist.
I went out for a shopping spree Amid the haze of pandemic.
//Interpretation: This poem talks about tasting someone's pain to realise how little our problems actually are or the reason for their simple appreciation to life. We may be grievous wondering why unfortunate circumstances follow us but when we put ourselves in other's shoes, our problems are usually too shallow. Also, this fair is a magic fair so they sell unusual stuffs !
/Lines in the image/ Jk Rowling, author of Harry Potter was once a homeless, single mum whose book "Harry Potter" was rejected 12 times.
The lines in the picture depicts about tasting her failure so that we would understand that even the world's most renowned author was rejected and her potential was not seen by people. But she did not give up with the first rejection, she believed in herself and tried to find other publishers.
So this para tells us to taste her pain i.e, losing a mum, divorcee, living under benefit, etc, completely failing in life. But with her strong will and determination, she went on to succeed in being a writer and became the world's first billionaire author. //
The evening fair bustled, euphoric candies and aroma from freshly baked glee rolls filled the mid summer air with delights. I rushed to buy some ingredients for my mind, and these are the things that I bought:
A teaspoonful full of tears from a young weeping widow, to cure me from silly painful heartbreaks that dwelled deep down shredding the walls of my heart.
A container full of valour from victims whose face have been robbed by mindless acid attackers to rub off all my insecurities about my flawed, unappealing, bare face.
A dallop of freedom from an ex convict incarcerated for years to appreciate the fresh air that I breath.
A pot of wisdom from an old man's grave to understand the true meaning of life and shun materialistic pleasures.
I bought a jar of Rowling's failure to boost my perseverance and never give up writing.
I safely tucked all my secret ingredients in a tote bag and took a ride in a ferris wheel, just as the dusk enveloped the magical fair with rays of orange hues.
Imagine yourself visiting a fair and buying a lot of items. Now list these items in the form of a poetry and you will be done writing a list poem. List poems usually have a list of ideas in the middle, plus a few lines at the beginning and a few lines at the end.