Ingenue (short poetry)

For the next prompt of the #augunfiltered challenge, the prompt was Ingenue.

INGENUE is an innocent or unsophisticated young woman, especially in a play or film. Generally a girl or a young woman who is endearingly innocent and wholesome.
Paragon is a person or thing regarded as a perfect example of a particular quality.

Here is my take on it:

She walks like petals on water
Her fragrance lingering
long after she’s gone.
You can see the innocence in her eyes
and the honesty of thought,
The ingenue has an aura
That makes her a paragon.

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Red (Describe without using the word)

I feel you ebbing and flowing
Clotting and blotting
You are fire and you are desire
You’re life and you are death.


For the #augunfiltered challenge, the prompt was to describe RED without using the word. And here is my interpretation. Red is everything. It’s a very pious color in many religions and signifies so much.

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Wise Words Wednesday: 12.5.18

Remember that we are all somehow interconnected and without you, the world wouldn’t be the same and your presence is important and it does make a difference in everyone else’s life directly or indirectly. you’re like magic. there are so many people in the future you don’t know yet that will be so happy to have you in their life and they will love you so much so please never give up!! the world needs you. nothing would ever be the same without you.

I found this quote related to ASMR. Do you feel tingles? I love it and find it very relaxing. This quote impressed me a lot. Hope you like it to and have a great day!

Love: Elfchen!

Love,
ricochets off
your stony heart
to leave you wanting
more.
Next, for #augunfiltered, we had to write an Elfchen on ‘Ricochet’. ricochet – (of a bullet or other projectile) rebound off a surface. Ex: a bullet ricocheted off a nearby wall”

Elfchen is a type of poem of eleven words in a specific format of words per line:

Row 1: one word
Row 2: two words
Row 3: three words
Row 4: four words and
Row 5: one word.

Elf is the German word for eleven. Adding –chen to a noun in German gives it a sense of being wee or dear. The word Elfchen (always capitalized, as are all German nouns) translated into English is roughly elevenie. Sometimes that can happen. Initially, the feelings of love don’t affect someone. But later they pine for the same emotions again. Because they feel lonely or unloved. But it’s too late by then.

I’m traveling, and have scheduled a few posts so I do not miss out!

Besotted

Besotted, I look for you in others
A yardstick by which they are measured.
Coz I know, I cannot survive eternity
If you’re not here right by me.


Besotted means strongly infatuated.
Yardstick means a measuring rod a yard long, typically divided into inches. A standard used for comparison.

Image Credits: Picasso Mio

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Skullduggery (micro poetry)

Broken hearts
Forgiven skullduggery
Not letting your emotions go
This is how you grow.

Skulduggery – underhand, unscrupulous, or dishonest behavior or activities. Trickery or fraudulence. “a firm that investigates commercial skullduggery”
Skullduggery was the next prompt. This was a very simple and very life-oriented post. Because we grow only when we forgive someone’s trickery, have healed our broken hearts and have a grip on our emotions.

Image Credits: VoodooRabbit

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Wise Words Wednesday: 11.28.18

Travel is a new experience that can transport you out of your everyday routine to create memories with the ones you love.

Brian Chesky

Travel is the only thing you buy that makes you richer.

It helps you grow, transform and learn so many new things. It is enthralling to experience new things, no wonder it is synonymous with adventure and thrill too!

Do you love to travel or do you like the comfort of home more?

My Eclipse (Flashback Friday)

Although austere,
yet absolute, complete
a solitary existence was mine.

Spellbinding, you came along
unbeknown shade to my shine
the welcome eclipse to a shrine.

An ardent irrevocable ring
no love bargained
boundless as the stars in the night.

Short, tender marriage
christened “Curt!” “Contrived!”
this jubilant union of darkness & light.

This post appeared for the first time on this blog in November 2016. I am reposting because I have a few more followers now and love the post a lot!

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