Beginning of Poetic Journey… #OctPoWriMo Day 3

Day 3 Post for “OctPoWriMo“. Today’s prompt – “Lets write a Poem about Why We wrote that very first poem.


Brought up in a family,

Filled with poems,

Spiritual or sarcastic,

Fun or sardonic,

The blood always had,

Words along with platelets,

The organs always had,

A sense of rhyme,

The eyes always searched,

For the nuances,

To bind them with words,

And yet set them free

* * *

But it needed a self cursing,

For those words to come out,

Like a free flowing water,

A disgusted punch in the palm,

To make them write,

As soon as they reach the tips,

A sense of futility,

For wasting so much of time,

To make the juices flow

* * *

Since then the mind,

Remembers all of this,

Recognizes the prompts,

From the surrounding,

Tries to devise a poem,

Conventional or abstract,

Rhyming or not,

But it blows in life,

And makes it sound poetic.

— @pbkulkarni


Hidden Words… #OctPoWriMo Day 2

Image Courtesy: Google

Image Courtesy: Google

Hidden in the dark,

Lay the words,

Afraid to come out,

Like caged birds

* * *

Please don’t poke,

Don’t force them out,

Let them take baby steps,

Let them just sprout

* * *

Slowly wings will spread,

Eyes will look up,

Decision will be made,

And they will buckle up

* * *

The poem thus made,

Will have brave words,

They will touch the hearts,

Like high soaring birds

—- @pbkulkarni


Day 2 Post forOctPoWriMo