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How to write a poem?
Rather writing poetry to express bluntly what you have experienced, write poems to create feelings to the reader.
Focus on these points while writing a poetry.
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- Know Your Goal
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- Avoid Clichés
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- Avoid Sentimentality
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- Use Images
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- Use Metaphor and Simile
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- Use Concrete Words Instead of Abstract Words
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- Communicate Theme
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- Subvert the Ordinary
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- Rhyme with Extreme Caution
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- Revise, Revise, Revise
- And finally read yourself as a Reader and if you can’t explain it yourself, expel the poem and write again.
- Happy Writing!!
The Night’s whisper
the Moon and stars stare the skin,
Zephyr of moana abrades the sweating,
Along the forehead to gullet,
We swallow each other’s tongue,
Night’s whisper reverberates as –
the Sun rises above the Ocean’s head.
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A girl – An odourless flower
An odourless flower she is,
Smells upon the way she is handled,
An aroma as we treat her good,
Stinks when our words stink her heart.
Perished mankind
World if filled with despair,
It’s full of hatred and enmity,
Mankind perished in voyage.
The love beyond the sky
Our love spreads beyond,
the sky and the galaxies,
Catch me in mind’s speed.
Once more
She pleads the sun to stop rising in East,
And she pierces her fingers in my thighs,
To stay cuddled till the dusk in West,
Sun raised not in the sky,
But made me aroused high,
I hold the honeypot,
till she unleashes beads of honey,
We then play it around the bush,
Uttering the hushes of big ‘O’.
V day- The reminder of Love
The reminder of our love,
A day is not enough to express,
The universal truth of souls,
United in karma and in heaven,
Our beloved persona,
Will long for everyday to express,
The moments and memoir of kisses,
We will make another event of love,
While our flushes stroke against,
We will forget the moments,
To make a moment to remember.
2018- Happy New Year
Welcome you with open handed,
Come with full of happiness,
Fill the prosperity everywhere,
Freshen the world with peace,
Wish you a very happy birthday.
Food
Thanks to my follower for giving such unique word which I never thought of writing.
Food, the God of hungry being,
Water, the God of thirsty living,
We live with burning of bread,
We run with the flow of aqua,
Let’s pray and eat,
Before we start to taste,
Must thank him for this moment,
Food the soul’s garment.
Close to my heart
A duet with a poetess:
Me: I was waiting over the bed,
Hoping you hold your finger,
Pulling close to chest ,
Her : Melting down like that candle wax,
Your love dripping over me,
Me: your breathe swings like the heat of sun,
My body melts like the wax,
I am melting and you lick it softly,
Her: Those smells lingers,
Feels like sandal wood,
All in this atmosphere,
The sugary love stays,
Soft lips melts more and more-,
in the charms of white sheets,
We got invisible,
Wrapping like two stems of climbers
Me: I ooze out the waxed droplets,
along the veins of your belly,
through the chest till the hips,
you smile like a honey bee,
As I drag the drops to draw a line of love,
your tongue’s fervor of feeling,
lifts me higher to ecstasy
Her: I held you fingers in mine,
As you tried to glide in,
Your eyes in me,
Like petals ready to bloom,
And the nights warmth covered more with its black ink,
As all the moons seem to glitter on two of us,
Me: You take my finger deep in throat,
Like swallowing the creamed sticks,
You make it dance like a star,
As I feel the heat and thin saliva,
It passes trough the tip and root,
You let not a droplet to lost.
Her: You take your finger out,
And cover my body with yours,
putting me under you,
I caress your cheecks,
Looking at your eye balls,
And you glide inside my hairs,
And tasted my warm flesh, its heat.
Me: I closely cover you under mine,
To safeguard against the enemy’s attack,
I become shield of your assets,
You take me along yours,
And hide under the bedsheet,
Till you swallow my manliness,
With your feminine and desire,
The lust inside burning like coal,
We thrive toward reaching a climax of scene.
All I can see in you
All I can see in your eyes,
the love in one and lust in other,
As you advance the fingers,
Up and down, all o’er me,
As I slip in bed,
Your hands hold me up,
And you turning me on,
I still looking in eyes,
All I can see is searching,
The love in me, the love in me.
India
India the peninsular land of saints,
A mountain of religions and beliefs,
Ocean of knowledge and science,
Was swallowed under the colonial rule,
Lost it’s morals and unity,
People forgot the ethics and divinity,
Divided and ruled for half millennium,
Patriots and freedom fighters,
Emerged and fallen under bullets,
the land of non-violence against British bullets,
Fetched the freedom under Mahatma’s leadership,
World understood the meaning freedom fight.
Democracy flourished and a declared republic,
Once again taken under control of politicians,
Was stolen and looted the wealth abroad,
She lost her beauty and customs,
Indians struggling under the poor leaders,
India the peninsular land of looters,
We pray her beauty to be revived.
Seasons
Seasons are reminders of our love,
We started as spring bees,
Our loved shed like an autumn,
Fights are heating like summer,
Hibernating our love as winter.
Serendipity
Serendipity of love has no time,
Doesn’t wait for nod of none,
It enters with no time,
Kindles mind and soul,
Makes sleepless nights and dreams,
Ends with fights and tears.
Ocean
Ocean of memories piled up,
Like a mountain of sorrows,
Every breakup sheds tears.
Give me a word to write
Give me a word and I will write a poem starting with that word…
We are living afar
We met through bits and bytes,
Sent the words across the air,
We liked each other’s desire,
Started loving though not met,
We shared the likes alike,
Stayed for hours at nights,
We talked o’er the air,
Starving for hours of talk,
We ended up fighting everyday,
Space enlarged to tear,
We are living afar, because.
Beautiful Ugly
Her lips and cheeks,
Invade the heart and beat,
I thrive to her feet,
She feels shame on me,
Her beauty looks ugly,
When I try to enter her heart.
Untie the belt
The rain water showers the leaves,
My lips rave the lips,
I hold you tight to my breathe,
You struggle to escape the grip,
We struggle below on the bed,
Your smooching air unties the knot,
I try to hold your waist till,
You ohw the orgasm at high.
Best gift for breakup
Tears are not the answer,
Living up to let them cry,
Will be best gift of breakup,
And worst gift for those,
Treat the love as affair.
Friday night
We shall party tonight,
Dance and sing,
Let the floor fly high in air,
Our nerves giggles the tickle,
We are heading to weekend.
Ctrl Alt Delete
I entered slowly,
As a virus into your heart,
You locked me like a computer
It’s just us
The scent of your hair,
Drags me from very far,
I caress it like winter breeze,
You snuggle into my arms,
I hug you like a newborn,
You sneeze the heat onto my chest,
I will the warmth of our skins,
Until drop fro my hand,
To the bed,
I feel like flying over you,
Tell me you want me now.
Love is a medicine
Medicine of the soul and heart,
While we fall in abyss,
To suffer more in life.
A girl’s wish
I want to touch me;
Like the feathers caressing silk.
I want you to kiss me;
Like the classic dove kiss.
I want you to stay with me;
Like the Sun and the Earth.
I want you to smile at me;
Like the moon on the sky.
I want you to hug me;
Like the new born baby.
I want you to look at me;
Like the mirror on the wall.
When beloved people go far
Importance of a beloved people,
Shrink to a cell when we are near,
While we unveil the significance,
They fly afar,
Life brings up surprises,
We find new friends in life again.
Beneath the bruise
She is hiding the pain,
Beneath the bruise in heart,
Not longing for his love,
But the memories he left,
Abandoned as an orphan,
And left her in middle of jungle,
Her smiles are fake in real.
His Raving Eyes – a duet
This is my first duet with ritikapeace an amazing poet and a writer.
Thanks ritikapeace for your time.
Her:
The gasps in his eyes
Were blinking in deep.
Sighs.
Whirls in the brain,
Storming the carmines,
Sighs.
Me:
Your beauty of wine,
Drowning deep me in thoughts,
Like a soaked honey date,
Sweetening my tongue to red.
Her:
My eyes checking you
Hope you don’t recognise.
Oh! do.
The reflectors near porch
Don’t show my side eyes.
Oh! do.
Me:
I glide my eyes through you,
Letting it flow like a breeze,
Sigh. Oh , thee lord Brahma,
You created while dreaming beauty.
Her:
Breakthrough oh glass this strangeness
This diaphragm feeling controlled breaths
I’m getting high.
Come on now oh placidity
Ruin me up in your eyes
I’m getting now high.
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So far USA was topping my blogs and this is the first time INDIA leading the world of my blogging.
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Eve’s night
Everyday evening becomes Eve’s night,
We shed our sheaths under the bed,
We direct the game of love,
We play it right with no guidance,
There is no rules,
No commands to rule us,
We make the pearl drops to flow,
Free below thighs,
We suck the honey out of tongue,
Until the dawn of Adam’s night.
A day to Moon – a duet #1
This is a first duet written in collaboration with Subbashini Meenakshi Sundaram
In search of peace
In search of freshness
In search of purity
Me: We walk to the moon,
Like a phoenix to the Sun,
Until we burn to ashes,
In search of wisdom
In search of true souls
As we spoiled our gifted earth
Me: We are in happy flight,
We are sure of plight,
We should walk there right.
Moon was not bright
It want us to smash our mask and be right
It blessed ‘ you can be as you like’
Me: Not easy as you think friend,
We are landing darkness of life,
Let the Sun enlighten with us Moon.
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“A day to Moon” is the title that we will write a duet.
6 stanzas maximum. 3 +3 would be duet poem.
Life is beautiful
Beautiful life it is,
Expectations over God increases,
Over and over, day by day,
Our mood swaying away,
He gives what we deserve not desires,
We forget to observe and misperceive.
Think there’s one suffered more than you,
Not be excited when you are in excess,
there’s one offered more than your success.
The warriors of tomorrow
Warriors of tomorrow,
In the arms of their moms,
Son of battlefield while grown.
She was a pie
Tasted from top to bottom,
Licking like a honey on hand,
Her hands moved along the backbone,
I slipped between those legs,
Found a flowery pink petals,
Gushing the honey out,
It was writing a pleasure poem,
On her thighs wetting the panty,
It was a pleasure night,
Where we fall on each other’s hand,
Dreaming of next round of pleasure.
Condom Education: Word challenge – sarcasm
I accepted a word challenge from one of my fellow follower friend FREE TO EXPRESS and I am writing a poem on the word sarcasm.
Worth to be turn on TV,
Turned on adults advised to wear,
A phallus envelop,
A honeypot’s cup,
Children are taught,
Sex education at free of cost.
So here I have a word game where I will give the bloggers a word and you all have frame a blog with that word you can write anything an article, poem, 4liners, haiku, scribbles even you can tell any story of yours that comes in your mind related to it, anything and inform me in comment section and then the other blogger will give a word and this is how the chain will go on then next week again a word and again a nominee.
I would like to nominate few of my friends for the same.
2. Împerfectly Perfect Ťhoughts!
3. ritikapeace
And the word I want to give them is: Beauty
Dress me up
I am wearing Adam’s dress tonight,
The Eve of your evening,
Dress me up like a twisted band,
I don’t like the clothes,
But ashamed of being naked,
Come close, embrace my skin,
Without any man made clothes,
Dress me up with the body,
That you carry my heart,
Heat me as I shiver in cold,
Give me a tight hug as I tuck,
My head in your chest,touch me,
Teach me, lessons not learnt,
Songs never heard I want to moan,
Play as much as you want,
I will make those drops haunt.
Winter
Shirtless shivering night,
While the sun goes far away,
Temperature cease to kill the earth.
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Clouds
Nature tried to clothe,
the naked blue sky,
But it condensed to rain.
Broken bed
Wild beast we were,
Broken bed into pieces,
Kama power , a universal destroyer,
Deep in me
I gasped hard to breathe,
Crawled under velvet cloth,
You inserted so deep,
As I breathe out moaning high,
Sweating you poured on me,
Reminds me how your sperms,
Swim so fast in me,
I am floating in pleasure.
Never before
Make love never before,
Not to unlove you ever,
Fill me droplets of manhood.
Pearly drops between thighs
Drawing me wildly,
Her hands pierced a current,
She dropped her strings,
With the nails piercing,
Along the back bone as strings,
Our music was played whole night,
Till the dawn of day,
Thrust of force I engulfed,
And given along the bore,
Like a Newton’s law of action,
She squirted the pearls of,
Transparent drops along the shaft,
As we fall in hands,
Another beautiful day flourished.
Nights are short
The closeness of our bodies,
Carries a scent of wine,
Energizing nerves with ,
scintillating thoughts and dreams,
Our hands are searching for the,
Hidden secret under the garments,
While touching lips and hips,
You Pierce a sword in the heart,
My feminine feels warmth of pleasure,
Being carried away with dreams,
Take me higher to ecstasy,
Drop me manliness between my thighs.
God himself
When can’t come with everyone,
Created mother to live with, then,
He himself came as father.
Peaceful world
I dreamed a world of silence,
where humanoid exists ever,
War of silence wins over Earth,
The world rests in peace.
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Pleased to be connected to the blogging world. I hope you guys will welcome with warm hands for the new beginning of my writing.
The poems that have been written under the drawer of my desk will be posted on the blog and I think I will get support from the community around the world.
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