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Day thirty of NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was to write a minimalist poem. With this I have completed my seventh consecutive NaPoWriMo.

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I was not an ideal student,

I was not too naughty either.

Minor offences added up,

To make a villain out of me.

I used to get thrown out of class,

I’d often get a caning too.

All of that I learned to handle.

The one thing that I dreaded most,

Was when they’d ask to call someone,

Bring a parent or a guardian,

To hear the complaints about me.

Looking back at things I realize,

My crime was that I talked in class,

Now I’m told, I don’t talk at all.

Day twenty nine of NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was to write about an emotion you felt strongly that you’re thinking about in a tranquil frame of mind.

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I’d select two words that rhyme,

And stick them at the end of two lines.

Those were my first attempts at poetry.

I’ve been hiding behind the forms,

The rhyme schemes and syllable counts,

Were mathematical challenges.

It was a bit like playing Scrabble,

The insightful glimpse into the soul,

The imagery that transports you to a different place,

The insights that stay with you long after,

Are not features of what I write.

If you find some profound meaning here,

Know that it’s your own wisdom and not what I intended.

Day twenty eight of NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was to write a meta poem. I wrote about me drafting poems.

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Your time will come

I know that things have been getting worse now,

You’re not used to trust issues and hatred.

You’ve been trying to fix everything somehow,

Revenge is not the path you choose to tread.

The events over the past few years changed,

You to a person you won’t recognize.

From your old optimism you feel estranged.

You escape from reality and then fantasize.

There’s an unfamiliar feeling of self hate,

Born from the frustration of inaction.

Getting back on track can never be late,

Once you get started, there will be traction.

Procrastination will be the end of me,

But there will be time for that as you see.

Day twenty seven of NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was to remix a Shakespeare sonnet. I made something loosely based on a sonnet.

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A Better Job

I took the first job that I got,

T’was not what I wanted to do,

It did not pay enough either.

I’d leave it for a better job.

I spent five years at the next job,

Which was longer than I planned for.

But that’s how long it took for me,

To find myself a better job.

My third job was no cakewalk,

There were long days and sleepless nights,

I toiled for a year before I,

Could truly find a better job.

The fourth job was my best ever,

I had a great manager there,

But good things don’t last forever.

How could I find a better job?

I did a string of further jobs,

I spent some time without one too.

I don’t know when my search will end,

Or if I’ll have a better job.

Day twenty six of NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was to write a poem that has repetition.

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Seasonal Change

In most parts of South India,

There are only two seasons.

A long and drawn out summer,

Interrupted by monsoon rains.

Then there are days like today,

When the morning was a pain.

Being under a burning sun,

The clothes cling to your body.

You yearn for wind or water.

Or even a bit of shade,

You can’t even lift your head,

To look at the blinding sun.

Despite the heat, you go out,

Lunch and something cool with it.

In the middle of your lunch,

You’re hearing a noise outside,

The sound of raindrops hitting,

The pavement, the road, and roof.

It comes with the sweet fragrance,

That the first rain usually brings.

What was a relief at first,

Rapidly turned to horror.

The rains were not slowing down,

How would I go back to work?

In ten minutes I was out,

It had turned sunny again.

If we can’t have a pattern,

Why we have seasons at all?

Day twenty five of NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was to write a poem about a season and to describe it using all senses. I guess I’m tasting defeat. Also it should have a rhetorical question.

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Creative Liberty

I’ve always loved historic movies,

A world that’s caught in a simpler time.

The costumes and the architecture,

A glimpse into how we used to live.

The one movie that I loved the most,

Wasn’t so special, once I had learned,

That it wasn’t too true to history.

Timeline of events had been messed with.

My worldview changed, they do this a lot,

Sometimes there’ll be a director’s cut,

That stays true to historical fact.

The TV series that I admire,

Turned out to be exaggerated too.

I half expect it nowadays though.

Hence making that discovery today,

Wasn’t too painful for me this time.

Now I admire alternative history.

Day twenty four of NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was to find inspiration from a dictionary or an encyclopedia. I decided to rely on Wikipedia.