Sangeetha Kamath

   # Day 30 #Soulcraftpoetry #NaPoWriMo2022 #celebrate                 CELEBRATE ( To be sung to the tune of 'These are a few of my favourite things' ) Me time for hobbies like scrapbooking journals Trying out recipes with whisks and new ladles Going for walks and meeting stray cats These are what I truly celebrate Dancing and twirling a jig or a Salsa  I keep myself fit with Zumba and Bachata Yoga and Zen are my dolce vita Celebrate rapture and ecstasy! Arts and the colours of paints and the markers Inks and pigments on the canvas and papers Drawing a floral or urban cities Pleasure is mine to celebrate all of these! Friends and their laughter Their gossip and giggles Heart to heart talks and their long conversations Running through meadows in sunshine and rains These are what I truly celebrate… Parties and fruit punch And wrapped birthday presents Hugs and embraces and love filled ambience Part...

  Catherine Rose Manoshi Bose I can hear you tiptoeing, yes.  Gently pirouetting through lyrical lanes You sing the songs going through my head  Giving them the right expressions of what I want to say.  Your dulcet renditions of songs of eras gold In a hypnotic trance has me in binding hold A package of talent multitude, poetry is your ace game Makes me want to come back and reread the same With a heart of gold and generous with compliments You've always appreciated my amateurish and novice writings of sentiments This next prompt which is an ode to a poet I admire, 👍👍🌈 Sayonara it's not, 'cause my footprints will always follow you, seeking you, your poetry, to emulate your style and elan I'm the answer to the question you ask— "What is the colour of poetry?" It's a wonderful hue called Manoshi ethereally extraordinary I'm the watered down pastel version of the same, I look up to you with my eyes starry Your mellifluous odes and poesy enraptured and ...

#Day 30 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour #Napowrimo2022                               BRAVA! Poets, writers, lyricists and composers You led me into your magical world of  Emotions, sentiments, thoughts and fears A month we spent on weaving words together On a single prompt everyday which brought as friends much closer Days and nights were spent appreciating and giving emojis of hugs and hearts Sorrows and tears were cathartic wiped away by virtual fingertips gentle… Witty and hilarious pieces were like a much needed manna on a careworn day NaPoWriMo ends today, tomorrow's just a another boring Sunday😢 Why does it feel like a send-off from college? Will good times rock and roll again soon or April was the exquisite privilege? I will walk the sun-scorched days next week Meeting you all was something I looked forward to every morn, now I'm back to my grind so bleak Sayonara I don't say, only Konnichiwa Ladies you all...

#Day29 #Soulcraftpoetry #Napowrimo2022 # QUADRILLE ---a poem with exactly 44 words                 ARIEL'S WEDDING Underwater garths of incandescent bulbs  Comes alive with pulsing wispy tails of electric ribbons, Lighting up the depths of the ocean as they glide along,  These bouquets of a mermaid's wedding.  They sparkle, tentacles eveready to strike anyone who is in their territory wrong.

# Day 29 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour #NaPoWriMo2022 Prompt # Write a poem which ends in a question                    Work from home! That being said, I only need an alarm at dawn to prepare breakfast before Home Based Lessons start. After which, I don’t need any clocks in my house nor do I have to keep time… until noon, my thudding heart! For, exactly at 8.a.m. every day, a shrill jarring female voice spilling over with annoyance rends through the silence... Unfortunately from the apartment facing right across my bedrooms, the darned disturbance! For the next 4 hours, I can be rest assured of an unrelenting, whopping migraine and the non-stop varied sopranos of this angry,  operatic yelling Amid her pauses and also along with her as a chorus, there ensues another miniature version of her voice full of tantrums and stubborn bawling. Keeping her front door wide open, the shrieking female voice reaches a crescendo Like the final beat of...

# Day 28 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour # If                                 IF If I could wish upon a star,I'd ask the heavens to send you back to me. If wishes were horses, I'd turn back time. If I could fly, I'd disappear to Neverland… Perhaps meet Tinkerbell and Peter Pan? If I had a crystal ball, I'd find you and seek you…never let you go If I could slide down a rainbow, I'd get that lucky pot of gold and give it all to you… If dreams could come true, I would want to stay there forever with you. Or steal you from them 'cause I need you more Can you hear me when I call for you? Beseechingly my voice rents the air on this side but are you aware as you walk away to the other? The barrier between us is a soundproof air mass…  I wish I could hear you one last time as you say  To help you sleep better, have warm milk in a full glass." "Let me tie up your hair, you won't feel hot on a summer day…" I ...

# Day 28 #Soulcraftpoetry # NaPoWriMo 2022                             MORPH Rippling, gushing, bubbling, calm Camping beside brooks and lakes  Are a soothing salve, to my soul, a comforting balm Water is healing,in return it nothing takes… Roaring, rising, crashing, tempest Wrath of nature is sometimes at its mightiest Sweeping, suctioning and ravaging in its wake Floods and tsunamis are a vengeance of mother earth… Treasures and sunken ships in its depths hold the oceans and seas Untold sea life and marine creatures skim and swim in briny blue bliss Coral reefs and colourful fish make an underwater wonderland Filtering dappled light shimmers cyan and turquoise so grand In its depths I feel like a mermaid Turning and pirouetting without gravity holding me back I can glide and twist to my heart's delight… Cocooning and enveloping me in its loving embrace, water is all welcoming Pic Courtesy: Pixabay ©️ Sangeetha ...