based on a prompt written by Jacqueline Saphra, and featured in this group of prompts published back in 2015 by The Poetry Society of the U.K. This prompt challenges you to write a poem in the form of a series of directions … Row, row down the stream Sing softly to rhythm of the oar.…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xxx: Farewell
A “in the window” poem for National Poem Writing Month 2021 Day 29 prompt. . from my window you can see the sky a bit. from my window last of the trees can be seen waltzing in the summer blazed sun of late morning. the green of the leaves are burning green in color. the…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Day xxix: Window
Poem of series of questions for the National Poem Writing Month 2021 Day 28 prompt… … What’s makes us the masked vigilante? Is virus fighting against us or is it we against it? What is dreams are made of? What does the dreamt mean? Do the virus dream? What makes a ruler out of a…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xxviii: Virus
Inspired by National Poem Writing Month 2021 Day 27 prompt … inspired by an entry from the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. The entries are very vivid – maybe too vivid! But perhaps one of the sorrows will strike a chord with you, or even get you thinking about defining an in-between, minor, haunting feeling that…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Day xxvii: Roc
A Parody of Shakespeare’s Sonnet xviii (Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?) for National Poem Writing Month 2021 Day 26 prompt of parody. shall I compare you to meditation? keeping us calm in the locked chamber days. rough winds do shakes aged wooden windows, long will be days, summer hath just commenced. sometime…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xxvi: Binge
“Occasion Poem” for National Poem Writing Month 2021 Day 25 Prompt. Days are just dull when we questioned self when it’s going to end? Days are just expanse of blue when we fight to settle with truth. Days, but, are just a day when we smiled and take on the fight. // Endless nights followed…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Day xv: United
Inspired by National Poem Writing Month 2021 Day 24 prompt … a factual article about an animal. A Wikipedia article or something from National Geographic would do nicely – just make sure it repeats the name of the animal a lot. Now, go back through the text and replace the name of the animal with…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Day xxiv: Forgotten
Written for Day 23 of National Poem Writing Month 2021 prompt of Response Poem …. Response to few poems by Maya Angelou (1928-2014) especially On the Pulse to Morning, and inspired by Pillars of Democracy– … The pillars standing long for long How long they stand, don’t ask me. I’m am a man looking for…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xxiii: Pillars
Written for National Poem Writing Month 2021, Day 22 … a poem that invokes a specific object as a symbol of a particular time, era, or place. … Phantom riding on his horse Hero with pet Devil on the tow. The air smelled potpourri of odors that mixed naptholene,– Camphor, frankincense, and insence sticks. Smoke is…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xxii: Heroes
Inspired by … write a poem that … uses lines that have a repetitive set-up. … Inspired by a poem of Shankha Ghosh (1932-2021) … What has happened to the riverThat border the roadsWhat has happened to the roadThat we ran on to the schoolWhat the walls of school look likeThat where they shoot our…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Day xxi: Memory
Sijo written for National Poem Writing Month 2021, Day 20 prompt. we complete each other, but the age that’s what define us; a unique trait the time comes with, redefining of the same thing I thought this morning, when I looked at me on the mirror.
Written for Day 19 of National Poem Writing Month 2021 where prompt is … to write a humorous rant. In this poem, you may excoriate to your heart’s content all the things that get on your nerves. Mi dear quarrel digger, the owner of the house was surprised By hearing another-man’s voice in our house.…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xix: Quarrel
Written for National Poem Writing Month 2021 Day 18 Prompt: …. comes to us from Stephanie Malley, who challenges us to write a poem based on the title of one of the chpaters from Susan G. Wooldridge’s Poemcrazy: Freeing Your Life with Words. The book’s table of contents can be viewed using Amazon’s “Look inside”…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xviii: Arriving
Inspired by … poem that is about, or that involves, the moon. … Waning its wax she lights the urban sky.The trail of way milky can be pave in silver.The old granny in the moon weaving stringIn the charka, and letting the linen fly Into night-sky, tying the star into a necklace. The mountains of…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xvii: Moon
No one visit it, none.
Sometimes and sudden.
Inspired by … write a poem that delves into the meaning of your first or last name… “Sangbad” though not a word without meaning but a name, queer and weird, a man can have. There are nothing mysterious facts belongs to the first name of mine. It’s very straight and clear. In Bengali it means…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xiv: Name
Last year it was millions of millions. Now this year it is hundreds. Getting the vaccine on time and taking care of self all needed. The deadly virus now a flu like Pox or Influenza. All need is self care. People have started living again. They are coming out obviously in masks and gloves. They…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem xiii: Dawn
She starts the filk.
Kali Ma have eyes everywhere.
Inspired by … “Junk Drawer Song,” and comes to us from the poet Hoa Nguyen. … Song Inspiration: Ghosts by Bruce Springsteen … Tracks and tunes can be heard.Coming from afar of theNoons sultry and summery.The footprint of time scatteredOver the rim of shiny compact discs,Labelled with handwritten byPast and titled something catchy. The shirts…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem x: Abandon
Inspired by … write a poem in the form of a “to-do list.” The fun of this prompt is to make it the “to-do list” of an unusual person or character. … Blood flow north to south or south to north; Face was licking dust or blowing raspberry… Lot’s of question, lot’s of theories… lot’s…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem ix: Mycroft
A constellation and full moon was it when I born.
Inspired by … Holly Lyn Walrath, is pretty simple. As she explains … Go to a book you love. Find a short line that strikes you. Make that line the title of your poem. Write a poem inspired by the line. Then, after you’ve finished, change the title completely. … “A weak man in a…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem vi: Hum
Path to those days have lost
Looking inside the life lived so far
Our map, digital, says so
Life is always taking the path that time gifts you
I smiled at me, as the band changed their track.
National Poem Writing Month 2021: Poem-0
Sometimes some event just make us stand in front of our-self. The “me” that we buried or just get hazed and lost with the time come to us to meet us. And that’s where the commotion started–what I was, what I am now. Many a time this worked as the catalyst of the drastic decision…… Continue reading What is Eating You, Man?
We left the past to be past; the last few months seems to be a dream, and now when we wake up this also seems to dream of that dream. The tree that had to die for looking at the eye now a hole, (where) the electrician works on the pole to let the rooms…… Continue reading Color of Waiting is…
A surrealistic chiaroscuro painted the time. Time will change is a known thing–from ante to post and post to ante over the meridian. The present will become memories and the past will record them in its bosom–blue and dark. Future will be the magician looking for the bunny in his hat till the dramatic music…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2020: Day 30: Samsara or Livin’ in the Surrealistic Time
(I have no reminiscent of yours, only some scattered shorts or bits) Dida used to recollect you as a pup who resembles a cub of a wolf. And you are looking through the open leads of cane basket with your wet nose protruding out. She also used to recollect you as a big wolf who…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2020: Day 29: Lassey, My Guardian Angel
in memory to my Dida… The morning was the amphitheatre and the room was the stage. I opened my eyes and alert to the voice clear and coming closer. It’s Sanskrit. She’s chanting the hundred eight names of Krishna. Her voice now can be heard outside the window. Listen, Hush. The window a rectangle with…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2020: Day 28: Camphor
The sun cracked through the cloud that is gray making the blue of the sky gray like long dead moss at the parapet of the roof of this house. It is standing by the road–once unimportant, now a important one. The history dictated down the old teethless mouths denote the street an unnamed one traversing…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2020: Day 25: Hymn of the Apparitions
It all started with the pungent yet sweet smells of the buds in the lazy winter noons or ascending long evenings. It all started with thuds and thuts on the roofs; they were young and unripe; they are sour and sweet– You can have it but don’t be ashamed of the smacking that follow. When…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2020: Day 24: Slurp
I am a wolf who’s learning to howl, I am a duck who’ll swim if its flood. The sun of February at the west casting orange on his bearded face as he ate the leftovers of the hotel. The newspaper he was eating on telling arrival of a new virus in China. He smiled and…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2020: Day 22: Leave It to Batman
First stanza of Pablo Neruda’s Poema 15: Me gustas cuando callas / Poem 15: I like for you to be still Me gust as can you call as I pour as carellessly around you, like my eyes that look, at me via nothing to look at. Peace quiet lose as you say it have a…… Continue reading National Poem Writing Month 2020: Day 21: A Bit of Still
The journey name National Novel Writing Month had ended few minutes back. I end up writing 28,529 words (including the headings). This one will be not much of a novel but big-story or novella. 30,000 words in average is needed to be consider it as the proper novella. My story is not completed one. There…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: A Note from the Author’s Desk
Fifty or sixty years it would be. In these years the safe-house of the king had grown into a popular jail. The British used to send off the rebels here who are of high importance or might have some information. The village leader had grown old and his son had become renowned spy. He had…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 30
Chapter 4 Gather around all. Today I am going to tell you the story of a prison. This one you need to hear. Come on, come on. Who wants to hear a story? Young man you seem to be much older than other. But, you remind me of someone. This story doesn’t have that one…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 29
Chapter 3 The Curious Case of the Mr. Cannibal Concluded? Staff Reporter Kolkata, 14th February: For last few months the city has been stricken by an unknown killer. We already know few of the cases that he was in. He used to abduct the girls who had crossed sixteen, and then after killing them, method…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 28
That year it was raining a lot from the start of the onset of the monsoon. I can still hear the howling and whistling of the storms and hail that each wall of the prison was making. Sometimes deep into the night the prison used to come to life. The shouting, the wailing, the pleading…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 27
Time started flowing slowly and steadily. Most of the freedom fighters were released while few those remain were either murderer or burglar and there was this old gardener—Mehboob his name was. He had no-where to go; his family was killed by some British officers while trying to kill him by putting fire on his hut.…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 26
For the first few nights I could not sleep. I used to remain awake so that I do not dreamt of the tantrik or I do not hear the voice. Whole day I used to remain busy in the procession and speeches to ask the youth to stop the violence. But, as night used to…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 25
Chapter 1 My time is up as you all will say. These days the scenario has changed completely. Getting to the high is only climbing the stairs is a lie we all know. In this world you have to have the heart of the devil because ripping off the soul is not the work of…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 23 and 24
They are going to close the jail within the end of this year. They are thus disbursing me from the duty I was assigned. Now I have the choice to remain on the field or can take up a desk job in headquarter at Lal Bazar. I all need to let them know what I…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 22
I cannot keep that place out of mind. And I don’t recognize me when I think of that place. It is always someone who speaks instead of me when I think deeply of it. It feels that the palace comes in to life and speak through me. The darkness of that place pushes me to…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 21
16th May, Night I don’t know how this diary comes with me. I can recollect that I have left it locked inside the drawer of the table. Then how does it come with me I cannot understand. I am already feeling light at my heart. It just seems I was being living in some suffocating…… Continue reading Red Blue Gray: Day 20