Aparajita

Let the tears flow, darling

There is no weakness in emotions. 

So what  

If the world weighs you down

If the oceans sink you deep 

If the universe swallows you whole?

You are still here 

Breathing, fighting, surviving;

One day at a time, 

An hour a minute, 

A second a breath,

Pulsing around you, within you.

The fight isn't over yet;

You haven't given up, honey.

There it is-

The world to conquer,

The oceans to swim 

The space to float high 

The words to say, to repeat, to establish

That you wouldn't walk away defeated.

Not now, not ever

Not until you win, you stand tall

Not until the tears turn to smiles

Not until the thorns are flowers

For, you are Aparajita, the undefeatable. 

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Note: 

• This is the first poem for the A-Z Challenge. 
• I'm going to try and use the alphabet of the day as the theme of my poem. 
• Aparajita is a flower also known as Asain Pegionwings or Butterfly pea. It comes in two colors, blue and white. 
• The word Aparajita means undefeatable. 

BlogChatter A to Z Challenge 2019 Theme Reveal- Poetry

Gosh, I'm nervous!

No kidding. I literally stumbled upon the A-Z Blog Challenge when Shivani shared the link to her theme reveal post. Then it struck me, I came across this challenge last year a bit too late. Looks like I got lucky this year. 

Deciding a theme in a few minutes is never easy. But I've got poetry to rescue me. It is my go-to anytime and things will be no different for this challenge. 

I will be writing and sharing one poem per day (it's not as easy as it sounds) and why I chose a particular form (if I do) for that poem.
Hopefully, I will be able to complete the challenge successfully.
See you guys around.
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Edit:
 I've decided to add the links to all the poems in this post to make things easier.

Day 1: Aparajita

Day 2: Black and White

Day 3: Crown the Clouds

Day 4: Dangerously Dainty Darlings

Day 5: Enamored by Her Waltz

Day 6: Forgotten Memories

Day 7: Sunday Break

Day 8: Ghost from the Gothic

Day 9: Hell, Heaven, Home or Heart

Day 10: Intoxicating Incense

Day 11: Jumbled Emotions

Day 12: Kaleidoscope

Day 13: Lightning Strikes

Day 14: Sunday Break

Day 15: Melancholic Melody

Day 16: Narcissus

Day 17: Ode to the Owl

Day 18: Pandora Box

Day 19: Queen's Quest

Day 20: Rainbow Rules

Day 21: Sunday Break

Day 22: Swan Couple

Day 23: The Taurean Girl

Day 24: Under the Umbrella

Day 25: Valley of Vacuum

Day 26: Well of Wisdom

Day 27: Xanthophyll

Day 28: Sunday Break

Day 29: Yarn of the Sailors

Day 30: Zephyr's Gift

Still Waters

Painting by Mrs. Ratna Pochiraju

The reflection froze for eternity

The silver lake refused to ripple

Was it sharing my grief?

Mourning the loss of my soul mate.

The silver lake refused to ripple

Not a fish nor a reed in sight

Mourning the loss of my soul mate

Leaving me alone in the eerie silence.

Not a fish nor a reed in sight

The sun too hid behind the gray clouds

Leaving me alone in the eerie silence.

Mirroring my anguish and lost love.

The sun too hid behind the gray clouds

Was it sharing my grief?

Mirroring my anguish and lost love.

The reflection froze for eternity. 



The poem is written in Pantoum style from the POV of the swan.

The Winding Path

Painting by Vadrevu Ch Veerabhadrudu

There, far away on the grey path
Hand in hand were a mother and son
Enjoying the fragrance of the blushing daffodils.

Wild and happy the flowers bloomed
Inviting the lush grass to tangle along the border.

Nearer they went to the aquamarine water
Delighted as the sapphire hills welcomed them.

Impeccably azure, the sky
Nudged the sun to be gentle and calm.

Gathering the colors one at a time
Pausing for hours to watch the dancing trees,
A pair of hungry souls
Took the winding path,
Hoping to imprint Nature's masterpiece in their hearts forever.



Ekphrastic poem coupled with Acrostic style.

The Empty Sailboat

Painting by Mrs. Ratna Pochiraju

Floating in the middle of the inky waters
was the empty sailboat.

A stark white against the dark sky
was the empty sailboat.

Unmoving as the hazy reflection,
was the empty sailboat.

Fluttering wings danced around, yet silent
was the empty sailboat.

Lonely than I felt in this world,
was the empty sailboat?

In the standstill breeze waiting with hope,
was the empty sailboat?

Yearning to sail away to the exotic lands,
was the empty sailboat?

Willing to carry me along,
was the empty sailboat?

Or mocking my questions,
was the empty sailboat?

Proud or alone, haughty or hopeless,
was the empty sailboat?

Silent as the blue abyss around us,
was the empty sailboat.


After an almost non-productive January, I was determined to write for the Feb prompts. And, I got lucky!
Ekphrastic poems are my favorite kind. I've done these before and enjoyed the process of creating a poem.
Chant style though seems to be my new favorite. 

Ten Years Challenge

The image is taken from pixabay. 

Ten years challenge
echoes the world;
nodding, hiding, sharing
years of life in two pictures
even as I wonder if it is that easy.
All those months, weeks, days
remember when it was hard to breathe?
Sighs of defeat,
cries of anguish,
heaps of smashed hopes
arranged as stepping stones.
Listen to the beating heart,
love the warrior in you,
embrace the strength in your smile.
Now, it's time, my dear,
gather the remains of courage,
excited is the world, to see the new you.

Note:
The above work is inspired by a poem written by my friend for the #10yearschallenge.
The above poem is written in Acrostic style.