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  • njram6 8w

    #ekphrastic #i_less_poem(last 6 lines) #soundofsilence #friendship #serenity #shednotears (lines taken from John Keats)!

    I know a lier whose silence speaks loudly
    Yet,every sound echoes in an interesting manner
    Should I name her a waif, searching the missing piece badly
    Mending the fragmented pieces,should I portray her as a healer!

    Lost inside the realm of present , holding the hands of past
    She took the pills of alphabets, figuring the hidden mirror
    Shed no tears Oh! Shed no tears
    The flower will bloom another year,

    Trying to take refuge under her darkest secret
    In the midst of her forlorn silence
    Swiveling between the reality and faking melancholy
    Igniting the embers of solace finding her lost serenity

    Pixelated thoughts curating via words
    Narrating the untold story of a naive soul
    Digging her thoughts ,poetry dancing in past's graveyard
    Expectation of her fulfilled by words- "A lie"!

    Never know a true bond in life
    She felt the love between the quill and parchment
    A friendship! Fuelling her mirage of emotions
    A perfect mosaic to a broken angel.

    Untamed orb of her shadow stood bare
    Ample not her energy to feed her soul
    Wrapped her angst,auras of words at the best
    She the parody of my present, ready to ebb the past
    Deserts darkness covers the macabre of her darkness
    A bloom of a falsehood consoled her broken loudness calmly!
    © njram6

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    Broken loudness


  • njram6 17w

    Heart's Rawness

    While pedaling back from past quagmire;
    Sniffed the wildfire whiffs,so called passing clouds,
    Wanted a loud cry,but not as attire,
    Should I admire heart's rawness,which is ploughed,

    Learnt that death, not a royal guest,
    Packed up the best, before I seal,
    I'm the winter breeze in life's page
    Lying as sage, believe

    Naive soul ,yet I'm so different
    Building new bent,for me to leave
    Poisoned soul live in new void wheel
    An empty feel, as sleeve

    Fear a leech of my past feeds on my nerve
    Oozing the brave emotion from my vein
    Enclosed in pain,by and by shrinked to serve,
    Those untamed verve brewing in as cocaine

    Hugged the past to ink the saga of fire
    Flying higher,to fuel my pale shroud
    Let me live proud,in divine wide sapphire,
    In stoic tier,to my auras I bowed
    © njram6

    The LaJemme is a 5 stanza form created by poets Laura Lamarca and Jem Farmer.

    Meter: consistently iambic

    Stanza 1, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme abab, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.

    Stanza 2, syllable count: 8/8/8/6, Rhyme scheme cdef, with cross rhymes in each couplet on 4th syllable

    Stanza 3, syllable count 8/8/8/6, Rhyme scheme gfdf, 4th syllable of each line follows the same rule as stanza 1.

    Stanza 4, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme hihi, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.

    Stanza 5, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme abab, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.

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  • njram6 23w

    Microcosm sized life, revolving like wandering star
    Fate of each,bigger than it with signs
    Crossing life, unravelling sorrows,on its elliptical lines,
    Listening it's rhythm,holding the magic within
    Uncoloured the rainbow,to colour my solitude bin

    Fate of each ,bigger than it,with signs
    Like Baru'ah willing to rule the galaxy
    Ruling the twilight side of fate with zodiac sign
    Morning blues of gaia tuning tunes of proxy
    Beguiled the Octavia by its chord
    Opera in heart bonding for the sake of accord

    Crossing towards destiny on the rope of war
    Personified my feel to the hue of scream
    Erupting the fear like the burning star
    Erasing the anxiety,skrik in the elliptical stream
    Emptied my soul to reach caelus's citadel
    As I escaped from the Pompey of past well

    Dreamy life unraveling sorrows on its eliptical lines
    Akin to Apollo,Aphrodite, Gaia,Mars,Sin
    Curating the nebula of zodiac that inclines
    Along Cronos,caelus ,Poseidon,Anubis I spin
    Believing self,in lieu of gemini,cancer,Taurus
    I escape in life like Aquarius

    Listening it's rhythm holding the magic with in
    I,the woman who believe in her own song
    Following the magic of notes as kin
    Adjusting my energy,anchored where I belong
    Envy of moon felt ,I suppose
    With proud attire I looked silver papoose

    Uncoloured the rainbow to colour the solitude bin
    I ended up in narrating the tale
    Sheltering in the arms of my lone win
    Back spacing the genre , that is not for sale
    Resting under fate's bark
    As I learnt to glow in dark
    © njram6

    #mirakee #pod #writersnetwork #writerstolli #scream #zodiacsign #heart

    Trenta-Sei Poems
    The trenta-sei form was created by the poet John Ciardi. It's a 36-line poem (the word "trenta-sei" is Italian for 36) that has a rhyme pattern and refrains. In other words, it's a lot of fun.

    Here are the basic guidelines:

    Six sestets (or 6-line stanzas).
    Each sestet has the following rhyme pattern: ababcc.
    Each line in the first stanza makes the first line in its corresponding stanza. So line 1 is the first line of the first stanza; line 2 is the first line of the second stanza; etc. (So a little like the cascade poem)

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  • njram6 24w

    While sitting in the backyard of my crumble
    All I heard a call of amaranthine from shambles

    I'm ready to plunge in the tinge of blue
    Flourishing all its shades on white hue
    Reclining without dystopia,a story without clue
    A spirit from the Oasis of my feel to renew

    Fragrance of wisdom stoned me to be humble
    While sitting in the backyard of my crumble

    A spirit from the Oasis of my feel to renew
    Twenty and six miniature ,healer of my flu
    Akin to goblet of aphrodisiac ale, intoxication as glue
    I'm ready to plunge in the tinge of blue
    © njram6

    Unparalleled an invented poetry form of mine!

    #intoxication #unparalleled #pod #writersnetwork #writerstolli #mirakee




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  • njram6 25w

    In the midst of forlorn silence I'm in
    Far away from all, never know how far!
    Empty vows kissed my silence,left me empty
    No light in my eyes to see glows,oh no!

    I stopped to see my counterpart will I?
    Sat down with aches, along with hope I sat
    Night,guiding moonlight,stars,my foe for night
    Heart thriving to bloom in someone else's heart

    Need to feel the soft touch , is that all I need?
    Blush like sky in love,with pink hues I blush!
    Ah! With a smile I quench the love thirst Ah!
    Exotic March of veins,felt exotic

    I'm eve's girl fell for an apple am I?
    Tree of love,of course not a poison tree!
    © njram6

    #writersnetwork #shadowsonnet #writerstolli #mirakee #pod

    The Shadow Sonnet was created by Amera M. Andersen, may be written in any sonnet style. The Shadow takes place at the beginning and ending of each line as the words are identical or homophonic. Since all poetry was originally meant to be sung or recited out loud, homophonic words are acceptable, these are words that sound alike such as “see and sea”. (Rules: 14 lines, 9 or 10 syllables per line. The poem should have a volta or pivit; iambic pentameter is not necessary.)

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  • njram6 25w

    Are you in a holiday?
    It's thee inside my glorious side
    Oh the beautiful evil! Let me keep you aside
    You're blessed to roam bare
    A parasite captures the soul with flair

    Ne'er let my heart to touch thy bay
    Often wanted to hold by your maze
    A gleeful solitude ,I have nothing to say
    Rhythm of your moan may earworm whole day
    Let me choose ,not to amaze
    Blessed invisible creature

    Doth you draped my breath as winter cloth?
    Oh you ! My warmth, a scald not a festival
    A cherisher of shadow ,a new venture
    Let me cuff your sweet torture
    Alas! I'm oblivion I cannot hear
    Harbinger of yours, I ne'er feel at all
    © njram6

    An ode to which I dislike. Ode for solitude which I don't like ��

    Ode are of three types
    Pindaric ode named after Pindar Greek poet
    Horatian ode
    Irregular ode

    Here I tried pandaric ode inspired by ,
    a famous English language poem that is written in the Pindaric style is “Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood” by William Wordsworth, published in 1807.

    Pls excuse the flaws! Just an attempt! Written in iambic meter but not in pentameter.

    #pindaricode #writersnetwork #mirakee #pod #writerstolli

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  • njram6 25w

    Muted sage in my lone feel
    Will I seal the singeing sin
    Kin cry clangor ,vein unseal
    Grey deal ruling all crowd chain

    Poignant scenes,rotten roots deep
    Cursed sleep,searching fearless route
    Many loot moment to weep
    Scars are deep ,yet many mute.
    © njram6

    #protest #rannaigheact_mohr #pod
    #writersnetwork #writerstolli #mirakee

    Here are the guidelines for the rannaigheact mhor:

    Quatrain with an abab rhyme scheme, including consonant end sounds
    Heptasyllabic lines, or 7 syllables per line
    At least 2 cross-rhymes in each couplet of each quatrain
    Final word of line 3 rhymes with interior of line 4
    At least 2 words alliterate in each line
    Final word of line 4 alliterates with preceding stressed word
    Final sound of poem echoes first sound of poem (common for Irish forms)

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    Muted sage in my lone feel
    Will I seal the singeing sin
    Kin cry clangor ,vein unseal
    Grey deal ruling all crowd chain

    Poignant scenes,rotten roots deep
    Cursed sleep,searching fearless route
    Many loot moment to weep
    Scars are deep ,yet many mute.
    © njram6

  • njram6 26w

    Notes tuning my search in silence
    New feel,my first feel
    The feel I love to cherish
    Heart of mine is entranced
    Boon to my entire life
    A sweetest miracle

    No longer the owner of the miracle
    Perplexity in my silence
    It guillotined the dream life
    Fate left me in dungeon feel
    Searching,what I once entranced
    To protect the foundation I cherish

    Carrying those memories I cherish
    Without you my miracle
    Plumbing the moments I entranced
    World without you is in silence
    Emptying every feel
    Can't step ahead with my life

    Cocooning those memories of life
    Swatching it around to cherish
    Opening my soul to feel
    Naked spirit waiting for a miracle
    Fragrance of you,sniffed in silence
    Oh! Again I'm entranced

    Realm of Eden awaits to be entranced
    Oh! Lunar bloom of my life
    Your whispering swirls in silence
    Crescent petals decorating,to cherish
    Our love renegades fate,a miracle
    A soulful fervour still holding the feel

    I'm sitting under blue granite,with feel
    I have bee waiting to be entranced
    Allow to pause the moment for miracle
    Wilt not from ages of life
    Let me slumber in reverie to cherish
    I have infinite time in my silence

    Until I burn into flames of miracle feel
    The endless silence entranced like aphrodisiacs
    A fiery odyssey of life,waiting to retrieve the moment to cherish
    © njram6

    A complex French verse form, usually unrhymed, consisting of six stanzas of six lines each and a three-line envoy. The end words of the first stanza are repeated in a different order as end words in each of the subsequent five stanzas; the closing envoy contains all six words, two per line, placed in the middle and at the end of the three lines. The patterns of word repetition are as follows, with each number representing the final word of a line, and each row of numbers representing a stanza:

    1 2 3 4 5 6
    6 1 5 2 4 3
    3 6 4 1 2 5
    5 3 2 6 1 4
    4 5 1 3 6 2
    2 4 6 5 3 1
    (6 2) (1 4) (5 3)

    #waiting #sestina #pod #mirakee #writersnetwork #mirakee #writerstolli

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  • njram6 26w

    Arrival of low clouds,squall
    Daughter of etesian
    Carries the aroma of all
    Woke slumberous sapiens
    Smiling grey clouds,stale and humid
    Feeding parched ,withering liquids
    Smiling grey clouds
    Smiling grey clouds
    Bestowed natural moistener

    Arrival of low clouds,squall
    Printing delible slash
    Prancing on the shallow downfall
    Wirthe the jade barks for splash
    Lover of rain betrothed to tunes
    The croakers opera in June
    Lover of rain
    Lover of rain
    Playing on the muddy batter

    Arrival of low clouds,squall
    Boisterous atmosphere
    Snuggled with fritters in rainfall
    Chattering teeth fun bear
    I scream for cream, licking it's fun
    Frolicked Marco polo with sun
    I scream for cream
    I scream for cream
    Cosy in the arms of warm couch
    © njram6

    #petrichor #trijanpoetry #writersnetwork #mirakee #writerstolli #pod
    Trijan poetry: guidelines

    The Trijan Refrain, created by Jan Turner, consists of three 9-line stanzas, for a total of 27 lines. Line 1 is the same in all three stanzas, although a variation of the form is not to repeat the same line at the beginning of each stanza. In other words, the beginning line of each stanza can be different. The first four syllables of line 5 in each stanza are repeated as the double-refrain for lines 7 and 8. The Trijan Refrain is a rhyming poem with a set meter and rhyme scheme as follows:

    Rhyme scheme: a/b/a/b/c/c/d,d refrain of first 4 words of line five /c

    Meter: 8/6/8/6/8/8/4,4 refrain/8

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  • njram6 26w

    Time zone!

    Walking on the shore of time zone
    It's rolling the dice of fate sown
    Escaping from slitherers fence
    I'm balancing my life with sense

    Whirling in its immortal shore
    Trying to tether with its core
    Dusting time's ladder as defense
    I'm balancing my life with sense

    Searching phrase to define this age
    Let me run with its phase as sage
    Got close to seek its pure essence
    I'm balancing my life with sense

    Eschew eleventh hour with courage
    As portal of its a mirage
    Tick tok akin to hissing ,hence
    I'm balancing my life with sense

    Realm of time is univalent
    Every ups guarded by serpent
    Coding the latent dream world ,thence
    I'm balancing my life with sense.
    © njram6

    #kyriellepoem #losttime #snakesandladders #writersnetwork #writerstolli #pod #mirakee

    A Kyrielle is a French form of rhyming poetry written in quatrains (a stanza consisting of 4 lines), and each quatrain contains a repeating line or phrase as a refrain (usually appearing as the last line of each stanza). Each line within the poem consists of only eight syllables. There is no limit to the amount of stanzas a Kyrielle may have, but three is considered the accepted minimum.

    Some popular rhyming schemes for a Kyrielle are: aabB, ccbB, ddbB, with B being the repeated line, or abaB, cbcB, dbdB.

    Mixing up the rhyme scheme is possible for an unusual pattern of: axaZ, bxbZ, cxcZ, dxdZ, etc. with Z being the repeated line.

    The rhyme pattern is completely up to the poet.

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    Lost Time