Submissions by Summerrain75
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Not your cup of tea kind of poet. I write what flows.
Forces ( Tanka)
Forces inside you
Are in constant tug-of-war
Angels and demons
Trying to win you over
Beware listen carefully
To their hush voices
Whispering inside your head
They are competing
For your time and attention
Waiting for you to feed them
Know how to listen
Learn to distinguish the voice
Of good and evil
That whispers in your silence
Stay with the forces of light
Are in constant tug-of-war
Angels and demons
Trying to win you over
Beware listen carefully
To their hush voices
Whispering inside your head
They are competing
For your time and attention
Waiting for you to feed them
Know how to listen
Learn to distinguish the voice
Of good and evil
That whispers in your silence
Stay with the forces of light
#depression
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9 Comments
Day 30 of NaPoWriMo2020
The hands of the clock have struck the final hour
After completing their rotations in twenty four hours
That brought an end to a day that has passed after crossing the meridians of time
It signalled the arrival of another day
Of another challenge to be faced
Finally the end of April is here
And the last day of NaPoWriMo2020 has come
It's time to lay down my pen and close my notes for keeping
I can take a break from writing and hibernate for a while
The rigor of writing for NaPoWriMo is over
I feel a sense of relief for completing...
After completing their rotations in twenty four hours
That brought an end to a day that has passed after crossing the meridians of time
It signalled the arrival of another day
Of another challenge to be faced
Finally the end of April is here
And the last day of NaPoWriMo2020 has come
It's time to lay down my pen and close my notes for keeping
I can take a break from writing and hibernate for a while
The rigor of writing for NaPoWriMo is over
I feel a sense of relief for completing...
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2020
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4 Comments
Cycle
I can't believe how quick
The flight of time is, while I'm on quarantine.
The days of April quietly walked by
Amid the rush and chaos of this pandemic.
Only one day is left in the NaPoWriMo2020,
Just one more spill to complete,
Just one more day to cross
And the competition will be over.
The days coming after this will pass slowly,
Akin to the flowing of the river following its course,
As it flows to the sea, quiet and unhurried.
The days would march forward, without much significance, as I wait for this quarantine and lockdown to be...
The flight of time is, while I'm on quarantine.
The days of April quietly walked by
Amid the rush and chaos of this pandemic.
Only one day is left in the NaPoWriMo2020,
Just one more spill to complete,
Just one more day to cross
And the competition will be over.
The days coming after this will pass slowly,
Akin to the flowing of the river following its course,
As it flows to the sea, quiet and unhurried.
The days would march forward, without much significance, as I wait for this quarantine and lockdown to be...
#nostalgia
#NaPoWriMo2020
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2 Comments
The Past
Every once in a while
It is nice to revisit the past
To linger for a while on its memories
To relive them once again in our minds
To understand our journeys
It feels good to go back in time
To those years of our life
When life was so much different from now
To watch the scenes through a viewer's perspective
With detachment and objectivity
The past is part of our history
That should not be forgotten
Even if we have moved forward in life
It is a time and place where our story and our personal journeys have began ...
It is nice to revisit the past
To linger for a while on its memories
To relive them once again in our minds
To understand our journeys
It feels good to go back in time
To those years of our life
When life was so much different from now
To watch the scenes through a viewer's perspective
With detachment and objectivity
The past is part of our history
That should not be forgotten
Even if we have moved forward in life
It is a time and place where our story and our personal journeys have began ...
#inspirational
#learning
#nostalgia #NaPoWriMo2020
#nostalgia #NaPoWriMo2020
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3 Comments
Live One Day At A Time
Take
Pleasure
From each day
That you wake up
To see a new dawn
Watch another sunrise
With new meaning to your life
For being alive one more day
Enjoy the gifts of life in your hands
Treasure them while you can, they never lasts
Life is unpredictable, be prepared
For surprises for adversities
There's no certainty in living
Just live one day at a time
Savoring each moment
As you live with joy
And gratefulness
In your heart
Live with
Love
Pleasure
From each day
That you wake up
To see a new dawn
Watch another sunrise
With new meaning to your life
For being alive one more day
Enjoy the gifts of life in your hands
Treasure them while you can, they never lasts
Life is unpredictable, be prepared
For surprises for adversities
There's no certainty in living
Just live one day at a time
Savoring each moment
As you live with joy
And gratefulness
In your heart
Live with
Love
#happiness
#motivational
#inspirational
#gratitude
#NaPoWriMo2020
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8 Comments
The Song of Loneliness
You find me waiting
At the end of your long day
Standing at your door
An unwelcome guest
That comes when you're all alone
To entertain you
You never like me
I do not make you feel good
I tear at your heart
I don't make you laugh
I never make you happy
I only bring tears
To roll down your face
On your solitary nights
When I'm too intense
Most people hate me
For my lingering presence
In their lonely life
I am like a cloud
That hangs heavy in the air ...
At the end of your long day
Standing at your door
An unwelcome guest
That comes when you're all alone
To entertain you
You never like me
I do not make you feel good
I tear at your heart
I don't make you laugh
I never make you happy
I only bring tears
To roll down your face
On your solitary nights
When I'm too intense
Most people hate me
For my lingering presence
In their lonely life
I am like a cloud
That hangs heavy in the air ...
#sadness
#depression
#loneliness #NaPoWriMo2020
#loneliness #NaPoWriMo2020
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5 Comments
My Anchor
I rarely talk, or write
About you
In my poetry,
For you are real
And not illusion.
You are not a thing
Of my imaginings,
That I can easily weave
Into words and pen down
To make it believable.
You are my reality,
Where more than half
Of my existence in life
Revolves around you,
Where all of my dreams
Are entwined with yours.
I can't imagine life, without you,
Or how I would have cope with it
All these years, if you weren't there
Beside me, to support me in everything.
...
About you
In my poetry,
For you are real
And not illusion.
You are not a thing
Of my imaginings,
That I can easily weave
Into words and pen down
To make it believable.
You are my reality,
Where more than half
Of my existence in life
Revolves around you,
Where all of my dreams
Are entwined with yours.
I can't imagine life, without you,
Or how I would have cope with it
All these years, if you weren't there
Beside me, to support me in everything.
...
#love
#relationships
#marriage
#support
#NaPoWriMo2020
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4 Comments
Sleep Deprivation (String of Tanka)
Time is ticking by
And I am trap in this trance
Unable to move
From my sitting position
To get up and start moving
My mind is hazy
My chest feels heavy, burdened
For no known reason
Since waking up very late
On this rainy afternoon
After a long while
The old familiar feeling
Is back to trouble
My heart my mind and my spirit
With feelings of disquiet
I am overtaken
By sense of placidity
That has been hiding
In the shadow of daylight
Waiting for a chance to pounce
Sleep...
And I am trap in this trance
Unable to move
From my sitting position
To get up and start moving
My mind is hazy
My chest feels heavy, burdened
For no known reason
Since waking up very late
On this rainy afternoon
After a long while
The old familiar feeling
Is back to trouble
My heart my mind and my spirit
With feelings of disquiet
I am overtaken
By sense of placidity
That has been hiding
In the shadow of daylight
Waiting for a chance to pounce
Sleep...
#anxiety
#tanka
#boredom #NaPoWriMo2020
#boredom #NaPoWriMo2020
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2 Comments
The Most Awaited Month
The month of Ramadhan is here
The most awaited month of all in a year
The month were poor and rich alike feel the same hunger and thirst during the day for one month
It is a month of sacrifice and piety
A month of purification of body and spirit
A month full of blessings and mercy
A month when the rewards of all good deeds are multiplied
A month of expiation for all sins committed manifest or not
Tonight at dawn will be the first saum
And every believer is excited
To begin his fast in the hope of gaining
The pleasure of his...
The most awaited month of all in a year
The month were poor and rich alike feel the same hunger and thirst during the day for one month
It is a month of sacrifice and piety
A month of purification of body and spirit
A month full of blessings and mercy
A month when the rewards of all good deeds are multiplied
A month of expiation for all sins committed manifest or not
Tonight at dawn will be the first saum
And every believer is excited
To begin his fast in the hope of gaining
The pleasure of his...
#religion
#faith
#spiritual #NaPoWriMo2020
#spiritual #NaPoWriMo2020
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Happiness Comes From Little Things (Villanelle)
Happiness comes from little things
That life rewards and gives for free
Where heart in simple joy can sing
Watch the sunrise brightly beaming
When you wake to a brand new day
Happiness comes from little things
Smell the flowers' fragrance bursting
Delight in lovely things you see
Where heart in simple joy can sing
The gentle breath of wind blowing
That makes the trees and flowers sway
Happiness comes from little things
Living joyful life takes tuning
To the stirrings of life's vast sea ...
That life rewards and gives for free
Where heart in simple joy can sing
Watch the sunrise brightly beaming
When you wake to a brand new day
Happiness comes from little things
Smell the flowers' fragrance bursting
Delight in lovely things you see
Where heart in simple joy can sing
The gentle breath of wind blowing
That makes the trees and flowers sway
Happiness comes from little things
Living joyful life takes tuning
To the stirrings of life's vast sea ...
#happiness
#inspirational
#NaPoWriMo2020
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10 Comments
Keeping Traditions Alive
Yesterday, my aunt who lives in the island sent me a pack of native delicacies
It was a leftover from the day's religious observance of "Nisfu" Shah'ban a month before Ramadhan
Nisfu is a season of remembering the dead
By visiting their graves and pour water on their headstones
And offering prayers and foods for the dead loved ones led by an Imam
It is the counterpart of All Saints Day in Christianity
A tradition that has been alive since its beginning and practice until now in traditional Muslim communities
I have been observing it in...
It was a leftover from the day's religious observance of "Nisfu" Shah'ban a month before Ramadhan
Nisfu is a season of remembering the dead
By visiting their graves and pour water on their headstones
And offering prayers and foods for the dead loved ones led by an Imam
It is the counterpart of All Saints Day in Christianity
A tradition that has been alive since its beginning and practice until now in traditional Muslim communities
I have been observing it in...
#tradition
#NaPoWriMo2020
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2 Comments
The Song of The Tree (String of Haiku)
I am nature's child
The Creator's handiwork
For mankind to use
Older than first man
I inhabited the earth
Since the birth of time
Every place on earth
Is my sanctuary my home
For generations
Rivers and mountains
Are my brothers and sisters
Earth is our mother
We are connected
In this complex web of life
Like a family
I live to support
The mountains hills and valley
On rainy seasons
I stop erosions
During floods and heavy rains
With my sturdy roots
...
The Creator's handiwork
For mankind to use
Older than first man
I inhabited the earth
Since the birth of time
Every place on earth
Is my sanctuary my home
For generations
Rivers and mountains
Are my brothers and sisters
Earth is our mother
We are connected
In this complex web of life
Like a family
I live to support
The mountains hills and valley
On rainy seasons
I stop erosions
During floods and heavy rains
With my sturdy roots
...
#inspirational
#earth
#trees
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2020
281 reads
2 Comments
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