Unmoored…

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An old sepia toned picture kindled wistful memories

of the bygone days.

 I was the diva of rhythmic prowess,

tiptoeing my way on to the stage.

Full of nimble balletic grace,

pirouetting with poise, to the musical cadence.

I was crowned the

Dancing Queen

to a thunderous applause.

Today, my passion for dance has drifted into oblivion,

as I strive to prove myself in the rat race.

It sadly rests in peace

buried under the busyness of life,

in a dark corner of my soul!

 Thank you Lillian for hosting Poetics at dVerse. This week’s prompt is to use one line from Dancing Queen , a composition by ABBA. I’ve used : Dancing Queen.

And the winner is…

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Her father wanted her to take over their family business, but every cell of Sara’s body breathed dance.

Her father gave her one chance to prove herself in her chosen field of passion.

Today, she waited back stage with bated breath along with her team, as the results of the International Dance Competitions were to be announced, would it be dance or business? 

  And the winner is …

Sonya’s 3 Line tale #239 : To write a tale in 3 lines on the above picture prompt.

Fabric of Love!

On a cold wintry evening

romantic lovers entwine

patches of rapturous emotions.

The twilight breeze brings

with it, a scent of love.

The hearts braid together

an intimate conversation

beneath the layers of scarlet chiffon.

Dreams of passion weave

intricate designs of rhapsodic rhythm.

Threads seam in total surrender

to paint bold strokes of red.

Fervent kisses sew a sensuous hem,

motifs of tender caress lace it,

sealing it with an intense fusion.

Oh! the romantic soul is draped

with an amorous blanket!

Thursday poetry competition.

Tweaked up an old poem of mine.

Day 21 – Love for work!

I have reached the final week of my journey on the Valentine Special. Hope you are enjoying it. Do stay with me till the very end. 🙂

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You must have come across a few people love their work. If one can make one’s passion his profession, then without a doubt each day is a pleasurable experience. Many detest their work, while a few like it or tolerate it or just carry on with it. It’s a huge blessing to fall in love with your work.

 As Maya Angelou says, “You can only become truly accomplished at something you love. Don’t make money your goal. Instead pursue the things you love doing and then do them so well that people can’t take their eyes off you”!

Passion comes alive

work, an everyday pleasure

dreamy bonanza

Sidlak – The Affair!

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Hot affair

measured ingredients

adept hands make gentle love

surrender to the passionate heat

tantalizing brown cookies satiate the sweet cravings!

 

Sidlak poetry (sid/lak) is a structured poetry consisting of 5 lines with 3-5-7-9 syllables AND A COLOR. The last line must be a COLOR that describes the whole poem ( no restriction on syllables) or the feelings of the writer.

 

Haiku – Body & Close

In response to Ronovanwrites weekly challenge # 186 , the prompt words –  body & close.

Have written twin haikus for the same.

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Closed eyes meditate

the body sits in penance

seeks divinity!

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Under the moonlight

cradled close to your body

sparks of passion fly!

 

Tanka Poetry #1 – Moonlight

Thanks Maniparna for introducing me to another new form of poetry!

The velvety sky

bathed in the sliver glow,

sets a perfect stage,

igniting spark and passion,

on the romantic lovers !

Tanka is a poetry form which originated in Japan more than 13 centuries ago. In its purest form, tanka poems are most commonly written as expressions of love, self-reflection, and gratitude. It contains five lines and 31 syllables in the form of 5-7-5-7-7.

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