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Roshni Mukherjee Poem
When inspiration obstinately runs low,
And ink stains drench an old copy.
Yet verses silently deny to flow,
While thoughts are damn sloppy.
And ink stains drench an old copy;
As she aspires to get rid of her blues.
While thoughts are damn sloppy,
Seeking desperately for a muse.
As she aspires to get rid of her blues,
Her eyes slowly alighted on ethereal aesthetic grace.
Seeking desperately for a muse;
Rhapsodies of praises she wishes to embrace.
Her eyes slowly alighted on ethereal aesthetic grace;
Motivation imprints the poetess to properly play her role.
Rhapsodies of praises she wishes to embrace,
But situations are skillful to sway a poetic soul!
Motivation imprints the poetess to properly play her role,
Yet verses silently deny to flow!
But situations are skillful to sway a poetic soul,
When inspiration obstinately runs low.
©light_flame
Name of the Contest: PANTOUM ON WRITING POETRY
Name of the Sponser: L MILTON HANKINS
Date of the Poem: 2nd December 2022
Copyright © Roshni Mukherjee | Year Posted 2022
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Roshni Mukherjee Poem
As dawn peeps in through the mountains,
Morning sky mirrors reddish orange fountains.
Doves wake up with cheerful coos;
Is it their way to gear up for facing worldly ruse?
These epitomes of peace soon grace the pinkish blue sky,
Spreading their pinions they prerogatively soar high.
The azure sky soon turn into a limitless blue lake.
Those white wings must embrace freedom & enjoy a break;
Afternoon paints the heavens with yellowish shade;
To deal with the fatigue the feathered ailerons need aid,
For bearing the density of duty is not easy,
And that burden can make the conscience hazy.
The abendrot sky marks the serene sunset;
These symbol of liberation deny to be down & upset.
Finally walks in the obsidian infinity night,
Snowies sleep with hope that tomorrow will be bright.
©light_flame
(My pen name)
Copyright © Roshni Mukherjee | Year Posted 2022
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