Dance of Passion (Audio)

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So, #OctPoWriMo wanted us to record a poem and upload here.

Only problem is that they asked us to do it when I am down with cold and so the throat just gave away. But still tried. WordPress refuses to accept direct audios for me so I uploaded on my soundcloud channel and embedding here. I recorded the one I like the most among the ones I wrote for this challenge.

Enjoy :)


P.S. : Sorry for the bad recording. Did that on the phone so the background voices.

 Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 22: A Challenge


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Imprints of the tiny fingers
Inked on the soft heart
Reminder of the time
When you visited last.

Impression of the sandy feet
Revolving all around water
Beach love started it all
When I fell for a place.

Footprints on road we took
Sometimes happy, sometimes sad
Then they left prints on memory
Which had us, no you no me.

Silent whispers, sharp fingernails
Musk smiles, sensuous touches
Leaving markings, getting bites
Of the night, that was only us.

Your warmth got transmitted to me
As our hands touched, as the day ended
A spark, a inkling, a chemistry, unknown,
But memories are being imprinted, once again.

 Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt  Day 20:”I was Here…”


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Rushing to finish the deals
Procrastination led to losing
Catching up before running fails
Hurrying to be on time, for my fate.

Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 20: Better Late than Never

P.S. : Sorry for such a small and hasty attempt but too much office work at home and being down with weather does that. But had to attempt so just did it.


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Cloudy skies, thunderous warmth,
Grass await, downpours now,
Drizzles aloud, dampens earth,
Beauty in the air, as cold descends.

A smile on the face, brings autumn,
Mist awaited, rainbow formed,
Green milieu, happy melancholy,
Dance with each drop, of harvest.

Lipstick stains, dewdrop on panes,
Memories abound, of embraced hands,
Of new starts, and sunshine within,
Hopes sought, past dropped.

Drives, coffees and laughters,
Tales new, be written,
Hurt accepted, but risks taken,
Rains or not, drenched in love.

Wet sands, cold mornings,
Renewed passions, new strikes,
Hopeful skies, deep sighs,
Mystic prayers, of good winters.

Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 19:Raindrops on my windowpane

Black Out


Gorgeous moon soothe my heart
Dreams run across a veil
Candles show verse I extinguish .

Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 18: Getting Creative

P.S. : Sorry for the untidiness in editing. Its very late here and I had a very hectic day and have an early sunday but had to write.