#OctPoWriMo: Day 8
Prompt : How could I know it?
Today's prompt has left me thinking hard about when and how did I start on this journey of loving poetry and finally mustering courage to write as well. While I delved deep into the album of memories, soon I stumbled upon the answer . It was always lying there, waiting to be discovered, yet how could I have missed it?
It was a sunny morn with the chill still in the environ
As I gazed at the clear sky, the cottony clouds winked by
They were speaking to me all along
Yet I missed understanding the conversation
I slept with eyes wide open
I could feel the life all around me awakened
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
Her.....the girl living within me
All along, inquisitive, sensitive, alive with emotion
I felt suffocated at times.....
Was is because she wanted to be freed
But I denied?
I could feel the life all around me awakened
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
I felt the breeze kiss my cheeks
I allowed it to play with my tress
The water at the sea side told me stories
Of sailors, ships travelling far and wide
Yet, I could not understand the urge.....was it to write?
I could feel the life all around me awakened
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
Prompt : How could I know it?
Today's prompt has left me thinking hard about when and how did I start on this journey of loving poetry and finally mustering courage to write as well. While I delved deep into the album of memories, soon I stumbled upon the answer . It was always lying there, waiting to be discovered, yet how could I have missed it?
It was a sunny morn with the chill still in the environ
As I gazed at the clear sky, the cottony clouds winked by
They were speaking to me all along
Yet I missed understanding the conversation
I slept with eyes wide open
I could feel the life all around me awakened
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
Her.....the girl living within me
All along, inquisitive, sensitive, alive with emotion
I felt suffocated at times.....
Was is because she wanted to be freed
But I denied?
I could feel the life all around me awakened
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
I felt the breeze kiss my cheeks
I allowed it to play with my tress
The water at the sea side told me stories
Of sailors, ships travelling far and wide
Yet, I could not understand the urge.....was it to write?
I could feel the life all around me awakened
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
I could sense the life glowing through the dew drop
As the sun rays dazzled at it
I could hear the butterflies sing
As they sprinkled colors on the daffodils
My emotions stifled me sometimes leaving me quizzed!
I could feel the life all around me awakened
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
Finally the day came
When I transformed my feelings
Into black and white!
Freedom at last
Was overjoyed at this experience
She was released from imprisonment!
And I....I realized
My love for nature, for everything around me
Transformed into this eternal love for Poetry
I felt alive....once again
She gave a new purpose to exist
To shine somewhere in life's constellation!
I could feel the life all around me awakened
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
Finally the day came
When I transformed my feelings
Into black and white!
Freedom at last
Was overjoyed at this experience
She was released from imprisonment!
And I....I realized
My love for nature, for everything around me
Transformed into this eternal love for Poetry
I felt alive....once again
She gave a new purpose to exist
To shine somewhere in life's constellation!
I could feel the life all around me awakened
Yet, had it not been her
How could I have known it?
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