Waiting to hit the rock bottom

Waiting to hit the rock bottom

Am I there or could life get worse?

It’s dark, miserable and desolate

It isn’t the destiny I chose

Waiting for days to end only to sleep peacefully

Impeccable dreams haunt in the night

Where will it end?

Am I there or could it go lower?

Hope is a 4-letter word and optimists are fools

Stay hopeful, things will turn around

Things turn around when they have to

The darkest hour paves way to dawn

The coldest day paves way to warmth

Does hope reduce the length of the night?

Does it make the coldest day any warmer?

Waiting to hit the rock bottom

For all I know things will change

I yearn for misery and affliction

Unless the darkest hour hits, the dawn is away

Has nature known another way?

You either stay at zero or you score more

What does hope really do?

It gives me the courage to sail through

Hold me steady until the march up begins

The intangible gives me a reason to cheer up

Hope is a 4-letter word and maybe optimists aren’t really delusional

Still waiting to hit the rock bottom

Am I finally there and is there hope?

Will things ever go up?

 

Disclaimer : I mean nothing against the optimists. I have myself been an optimist throughout my life and now I have begun to feel that the constant hoping only makes us sad in the end. However, I highly doubt that I can stop being one. Cheers to us!

The lines you whispered in my ears

Daily prompt Whisper

Napping, we were walking on our roads
Enroute to end, our roads crossed
Engrossed in my world, I was singing a song
Little efforts in, you understood my incomplete song
The lines you, hence, whispered in my ears
Entered my world, took away my fears
Jubilant and happy, we got along and sing our crazy song

 

With this piece, I have attempted an acrostic.

Writing 201: Future

Let’s keep our spirits up by focusing on whatever it is that’s coming next. Whether it’s about tomorrow, next October, or the year 2345, let today’s poem be inspired by your vision of the future.
Today’s form: Sonnet
Today’s device: Chiasmus

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I stand on a crossroad
Confused, which way to go!
The goal I set my eyes on
On Earth, it’s heaven’s abode

Mansion, mercs chauffeur driven
Peace and smile all around
Happiness that knows no bound
World tours all taken

Respect for all beings
With no selfish means
Love what you do and do what you love

Come what may
I’ll work hard until the day
I rise and I shine and I shine and I rise!

Writing 201: Heroine

Whether it’s a hero or a heroine, your poem today should focus on a person with an outsized personality — someone who makes a splash (or a mess) whenever he or she crosses others’ path. A parent, a teacher, a writer, Batman: we all know someone heroic, whether in real life or in fiction. Of course, if you’re feeling less laudatory today, feel free to turn things around by writing about an antihero or a villain.

Today’s form : Ballad
Today’s device: Anaphora and Epistrophe
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I came across a girl with brown eyes
The girl full of life
Caring for her friends
A beautiful girl I came across

I came across a girl with fair skin
The girl who lifted her brow
Blinked her eyes, twitched her lips
A silly girl I came across

I came across a girl with frizzy hair
The girl who said in a serious tone
And cracked a lame joke
A friendly girl I came across!

Writing 201: Journey

Today’s word prompt is journey. Write a poem about anything that word evokes for you, from the excitement of a trip you’re about to embark on; the mental progress you witnessed someone make; or the struggles, pleasures, and extreme emotions that travel can bring about.

Today’s form: limerick
Today’s device: Alliteration
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This limerick is for my college life and friends.
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A wonderful walk began alone
Then, you never let me forlorn
Lots of furore
Four years galore
Those days can’t be gone!

Writing 201: Trust

Today’s word is trust: write a poem in which you address, reflect on, or tell a story about the feeling of trusting or being trusted by another (person, animal, object, potted plant…). Or about distrusting them (or not being trusted yourself).
Today’s form: Acrostic
Today’s device: Internal Rhyme

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Subtly, as I lay, you crossed my way
Under the sun you were a chum
Jumped into the ocean of persuasion
It took some time for us to chime
Take my confidence don’t let it rust, for me you are trust.