Saturday, April 12, 2014

Wine love

Swirling and twirling romance,
The one that teases slowly.
Ruby liquid, soft numbness,
When heaven meets the wine glass.

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today's prompt - "Poets have been writing about love and wine, wine and love, since . . . well, since the time of Anacreon, a Greek poet who was rather partial to that subject matter. Anacreon developed a particular meter for his tipsy, lovey-dovey verse, but Anacreontics in English generally do away with meter-based constraints. Anacreontics might be described as a sort of high-falutin’ drinking song. So today I challenge you to write about wine-and-love."

Read more wine love here:   - Jaibala

Friday, April 11, 2014

What a girl needs

I may not like the jumping around
I may be slumping about
I may be shedding a few tears here and there
I may be feeling a little wear and tear

I may not want to be my usual best
I may look a bit distressed
I may just avoid the whites and tights
I may not look forward to the long nights

I may be avoiding the conversations
I may be giving in to the temptations
I may get cranky and clingy
I may look remotely springy

For such not so happy days,
When coffee, chocolates and cookies are the ways
Trust Whisper, for we understand You.
Just the way you want us to.

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today's prompt is to write your own advertisement-poem. Any product (or idea) will do. 

More product-poetry happening here:   - Jaibala

Thursday, April 10, 2014


On an evening drenched in November rain,
it was someone like you,
whom I bumped into,
in a midst of a crowded room.

It must have been love,
for I could feel my heart skip a beat.
I couldn’t take my eyes off you.
My desires weaved a world of our own.

I could say a zillion things,
in a million of ways.
But I remember walking upto you and whisper,
‘Let’s make a night to remember’

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today's prompt is to take any random song play list (from your iPod, CD player, favorite radio station, Pandora or Spotify , etc.) and use the next five song titles on that randomized list in a poem. 

My playlist read: November Rain (Guns N' Roses), Someone like you (Adele), It must have been love (Roxette), World of our own (Westlife) and Let's make a night to remember (Bryan Adams).
More playlist spinning happening here:   - Jaibala

Wednesday, April 09, 2014

Long nights in a city

Long days turn into even longer nights,
a sleeping world through the glass window.
From a high-rise to the hutments and pavements,
tired bodies nesting.
With a partially cloudy sky and a peeping moon,
watching over it all.

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today’s prompt is to rewrite a famous poem, giving it our own spin. I chose And The Moon And The Stars And The World by Charles Bukowski.

Read some more spins on famous poems here:   - Jaibala

Tuesday, April 08, 2014

Paint me red!

Scarlet red nail paint

A simmering love story

Fiery glass bottle

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today’s prompt is to write a love poem . . . but the object of the poem should be inanimate. You can write a love poem to your favorite pen, the teddy bear you had as a child (and maybe still have), or anything else, so long as it’s not alive!

Let's read about their inanimate love:   - Jaibala

Monday, April 07, 2014

A Monday night at work

Sweeping cars in red and black

Moon rays falling in grey and silver

Cool wind blowing through the trees and many a tresses

Tired souls enjoying a smoke break

Aroma of maggi and parantha from the nearby shop

Some strolling inside the premises with their tea and coffee

And I watch this all unfold,

a typical Monday night at work.

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Take a good look outside your window. Spend a minute or so jotting down all the nouns you see outside. Tree. Car. Bus. Dog. Then spend a minute or so writing down all the colors you see. Finally, think about taking place outside. Is the wind blowing? “Blow.” Is someone walking their dog? “Walk.” Spend a minute or so writing down these verbs. Now you’ve got a whole list of words from which to build a poem, mixing and matching as you go. 

Read what's happening outside their windows:   - Jaibala

Sunday, April 06, 2014

In a single gal's shoes

Walk in a single gal’s shoes to
see how she tries to keep
at bay, the ideas your
kind throws at her about marriage.

For she’s brimming
with a sense of freedom, with
a sense of being in love
with herself, which in
her eyes is the
only sincere loving.

However try, if you must, with a cup
of coffee, whenever
you see that you’re
the only one she’s got. Wrong
or right, who cares, but let’s admit,
if anything cheers her up, it
has got to be coffee and whenever
she is her bright self with you, you’re
sure to know you’ve got it all right.

Get her the wrong way, and see her go “shut
the fuck up!

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today's prompt is  to write a “golden shovel.” This form was invented by Terrance Hayes in his poem, The Golden Shovel. The last word of each line of Hayes’ poem is a word from Gwendolyn Brooks’ poem We Real Cool.

I chose A Word to Husbands by Ogden Nash:

To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
Whenever you’re wrong, admit it;
Whenever you’re right, shut up.

More shoveling happening here:   - Jaibala

Saturday, April 05, 2014

Damsel in some stress!

Much like me
The city looks quietly somber
Cheer up, beautiful!

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today’s optional prompt is to write a lune. A lune is a sort of English-language variation on the haiku, meant to better render the tone of the Japanese haiku than the standard 5-7-5 format we all learned (and maybe loved) in elementary school. There are a couple of variants on the lune form, but just to keep things simple, let’s try the version developed by Jack Collum. His version of the lune involves a three-line stanza. The first line has three words. The second line has five, and the third line has three. 

Game for some more lune? Hop on to:   - Jaibala

Friday, April 04, 2014

Oh the charm of new session!

Lugging the bundle along
Arranging it neatly where it belonged
Queuing the shop like many
Holding the new supplies with a glee

Spending the day knowing the new books
Like we understood all in first looks
Covering the books with brown paper
Writing the name on the new cartoon sticker

The charm stayed for some more time
Life got back to homework and grime
Years changed, classed changed
The charm of new session remained

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days.  Today's prompt is to write a charm – a simple rhyming poem, in the style of a recipe-slash-nursery rhyme.

Reach out at these places for some real awesomeness:   - Jaibala

Thursday, April 03, 2014

The One who was to happen

One stormy night
behind prison bars
was born a no ordinary child
The one whose time had come

The innocent eyes
and dark complexion
He was no ordinary child
He was the one the world awaited

Raised as one amongst us
charming everyone with his antics
Fighting the demons and snakes with an equal ease
He was waiting to happen to the world

Stealing milk and butter 
and getting punished by mother
Flirting the village girls
Yet being the hero they all loved

Somewhere between a 
playful childhood 
and a master strategist
He became Supreme.
The One and Only.

The One who was to happen.

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today's prompt was a poem on mythology based on a non-Greco-Roman myth. Honestly, I couldn't quite understand it and all I have read in mythology is Hindu mythology, that too with a greater interest only recently. So, I took up that only. 

You can read more poems written by some brilliant writers here:   - Jaibala

Wednesday, April 02, 2014

Regret wasn't her thing

With all the eccentricities
and all the madness galore
What she made of her life
was nothing short of an adventure ride

The world never saw
beyond what was obvious
The cracks and dead-ends notwithstanding
To her, it was life well lived

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today’s prompt is Reb Livingston’s Bibliomancy Oracle. 

The prompt I got was:

I suspect you enjoy your crank letters to advice columnists. Still, you’re not doing anything wrong, so please don’t give it up yet. Regret is the cancer of life. 
from “Looking For a Few Miles of Adventure with Dear Abby” by T.A. Noonan

Tuesday, April 01, 2014

Tree of life

Picture courtesy - BlogwatiG

Nature meets urban
Not every day art meets life
Shade in the concrete

Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today’s prompt is Ekphrastic Poem

This tree is a beautiful piece of art at a fellow blogger and a dear friend, BlogwatiG's place. I remember being super excited to get clicked with this when I had visited her place last year. What better way to explain it than put it in words?! Must tell you, this tree is a star of sorts. Has already made it to headlines and radio-waves many times now :)