#NaPoWriMo2023 : DAY 19

 

Ride with the pain

What’s exactly 

the beauty of wine?

I asked everyone,

anticipating what’s more

one can add from their dictionary.

Few told

‘it's a warm blanket on cozy days’,

Few claimed

‘it glorifies, with age and company’.

But I am still searching,

lingering in dark corners,

between Gods or positivity.

I laugh and cry

at my best and lowest,

but the power that I need

comes from 

two pupils of my eyes,

who always worshiped

infinity and beyond,

like Hanuman of Ramayana.

I carry you

in my heart,

sprinkling water every morning,

keeping you fresh

only to make you believe,

Yes,

that I will pass on to descendants

of kindness and love.

Words are never enough

for reminiscing memory book,

decorated piece by piece

raised with extreme love

nurtured above the expectations

I call them teasers 

the little glimpses 

of understanding,

that flows like water

abundant but insufficient.

Prompts:

• Write a poem for someone. Someone you love/hate/can’t forget. But it needs to be for someone. #Therandomlifafa #NaPoWriMoXShikhaholic @therandomlifafa

• Blanket #thealiporepostpoetrymonth @thealiporepost

• My tears give birth to trauma poetry #ebanapowrimo'23 @elitebookawards

This post is a part of #BlogchatterA2Z 2023