#NaPoWriMo (1-3)

National poetry writing month 2k17 ~ A poem a day keeps the doctor away. 🙂

Day 1

//Tricky equations.//


And all these years of practicing tricky arithmetic,
Adding and subtracting to correct different equations,
Who knew all it required was summing up you and me,
To balance the complex thing so quickly and easily.


Day 2



These gloomy demons yell aloud,
Scaring for we may run out of sheets,
While these fingertips bleed inky blood,
As we scribble our words in hurry.
The poster drops off the wall,
Like an old roof fades old paint,
The framed photograph hung disbalanced,
Like shades of disasters after quake.
But honey,
These little storms,
These little storms are just sadness in need,
For the chocolate tastes more sweet after the broccoli,
So let’s just accept the thought we carry,
Deep inside our cold blue heart,
That we should instead love the sun,
Never failing to birth a new day,
Then hating it to abandon us in nights so dark and dreary.


Day 3 (Dedicated to Arushi Rawat)



If there is one thing that I can tell you,
Give it a chance : ‘Better an oops than a what if’,
My darling promises are broken in themselves,
We keep them,
To fix them,
I know you already had two heartbreaks,
Your heart is now too friable,
And love seem to be a tophet,
But you deserve a third chance.
You know, there’s a phrase called “third time’s the charm”,
Trust me it’s true,
They always say that three is a magic number,
That three-beat rhythm is good for dancing,
And the church bells chime—one, two, three,
So darling,
Risk it,
Run back,
Run back in the burnt house,
And protect the things that deserve life.