Reflections A to Z 2020

Hello again,

Hope you all had a wonderful month of April with the A to Z challenge. Whether you posted for all alphabets or missed some, if you are satisfied, you've achieved it all.

This year's challenge has been good to me as I got to meet new bloggers. Last year was my first time participating and I posted each day. Hardly met anyone and didn't know where to find them either. This time, joining Blogchatter helped a lot.

The poems filled my heart with peace and gave me new hope. Though I'm nearing a burnout stage, I feel happy to have taken part.

You can find the posts day-wise linked below. I do have plans of converting them into an ebook but until I decide, the posts will stay live.

Wishing you all loads of happiness, health, and peace. Stay safe, and don't forget to wash your hands.

Day 1: Across the Bridge
Day 2: Barrel of Grapes
Day 3: Come with Me
Day 4: Diya on the Wall
Day 5: Break
Day 6: Emotions Unknown
Day 7: Full Tide
Day 8: Gather the Leaves
Day 9: High up the Mountains
Day 10: Into Oblivion
Day 11: Just You & Me
Day 12: Break
Day 13: Kissed by the Divine
Day 14: Lake Amethyst
Day 15: My Favorite Window
Day 16: Nomadic Life
Day 17: Oranges of Autumn
Day 18: Purple Feather
Day 19: Break
Day 20: Quietude
Day 21: Restored to Glory
Day 22: Silver Land
Day 23: To Walk through the Snow
Day 24: Under the Barren Tree
Day 25: Vanished Forever
Day 26: Break
Day 27: With this Brush
Day 28: Xenophile
Day 29: Yearning for Freedom
Day 30: Zenith

Zenith

Credit: Ratna Pochiraju

Blue as the vast sky

He sat taller than the mountain

Standing beside him in pristine white

Soothed by the gentle aura

Of the Lord who ruled the Universe

Earthy hills bowed at his feet

Resembling the animal kingdom

Proud to have their teammate

Adorn his majestic shoulders for eternity

The sun paused midway

Waiting to a side

Marveling at the Lord’s ease

At confining the darkest poison in his throat

And enclosing the gutsy Ganga in his dreadlocks

This was the moment- Zenith;

When the Universe held in its hands

The gift of infinite power & peace

With the blessing of wisdom;  

To use them all with care;

To trust the Lord and his ways

To care for those who belonged to Him

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Note: I wanted to end the series with a positive and hopeful poem. What can be better than Lord Shiva deep in meditation? 

Thank you for all your lovely comments. (I know we'll have to share another closing post, but still...)

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I don't usually share videos but this poem reminded me of the below scene (which is my absolute favorite because of the song and the picturization). Enjoy!

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For more poems, check out Violets in Hand

For a dose of horror, check out the latest book onboard Route 13: Highway to Hell. The book is free on KU.

Read the other poems here. 

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Are you a writer? Here’s a great opportunity to get published. The Hive is inviting submissions for their next anthology. To know more details, click here.

Yearning for Freedom

Credit: Ratna Pochiraju

A random raindrop slips

Sparkling in the early morning light

To disappear into the tiny puddle

At the feet of the old tree

Hidden in the heavy dark clouds

The diamond drops break free

To glide and slide over the leaves

Only to lose the glitter

In the blink of an eye

And vanish again

For how long, the raindrop wondered

When dripping from the clouds

To earn the for the freedom it yearned

To shine and shimmer alone

Without merging 
Into a shapeless water body

Little did the raindrop know

Its beauty and elegance lay

In its ability to unite

And give life to this world 

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For more poems, check out Violets in Hand
For a dose of horror, check out the latest book onboard Route 13: Highway to Hell. The book is free on KU.

Read the other poems here. 

*****

Are you a writer? Here’s a great opportunity to get published. The Hive is inviting submissions for their next anthology. To know more details, click here.

Xenophile

Credit: Ratna Pochiraju

Land away from hers

With structures so old

Centuries of tales

Of love, betrayal, and possession

Dwelling inside the walls

Call her heart

To reach out and listen

To pry open the secrets hidden

In the dark passages

That took lives and saved them

At the whim of men

Who liked to conquer

A strange allure the land had

While others around her

Laughed, smirked, and ridiculed

Deciding she fall for the glitter

When it was the dark past

That mesmerized her inquisitive soul

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For more poems, check out Violets in Hand
For a dose of horror, check out the latest book onboard Route 13: Highway to Hell. The book is free on KU.

Read the other poems here. 

*****

Are you a writer? Here’s a great opportunity to get published. The Hive is inviting submissions for their next anthology. To know more details, click here.

With this Brush

Credit: Ratna Pochiraju

In its tiny feet

The sparrow held a paintbrush

To paint its future

Intent on the thought

It flew over the vast sky

Enthralling the world

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Note: The poem is a pair of Haiku- 5-7-5 syllables in each line. 

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For more poems, check out Violets in Hand
For a dose of horror, check out the latest book onboard Route 13: Highway to Hell. The book is free on KU.

Read the other poems here. 

*****

Are you a writer? Here’s a great opportunity to get published. The Hive is inviting submissions for their next anthology. To know more details, click here.

Vanished Forever

Credit: Ratna Pochiraju

Village

Empty houses

Lifeless trees, vacant sky

They left it to ruin years ago

That night

Oh, why?

No one to speak;

Shh! Listen to the cries

Echoing in the haunting wind;

Help us!

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Note: The poem is a pair of Cinquains- 2-4-6-8-2 syllables in each line. 

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For more poems, check out Violets in Hand
For a dose of horror, check out the latest book onboard Route 13: Highway to Hell. The book is free on KU.

Read the other poems here. 

*****

Are you a writer? Here’s a great opportunity to get published. The Hive is inviting submissions for their next anthology. To know more details, click here.