Category: April
“WORLD UNION OF POETS CELEBRATES THE POWER OF POETRY”
Humbling to have my poem judged as first runner up at the World Union Of Poets Competition 2016. My gratitude and thanks to honourable jury members and to ALL the winners!
Thank you Dr. Ampat Koshy and all my friends in The Significant League who have showered me with wishes and congratulatory messages and have always supported me even during my long absences from the group and FB.
“The WUP organized several events to celebrate the WUP Day, as it is lovingly called. The most eagerly fought and waited for is the WORLD UNION OF POETS PRIZE 2016. Dr. J.S. Anand from India, Ambassador of the WUP and General Director, was appointed the President of the Jury. Other Hon’ble Members of the Jury included International Directors of the WUP Dr. Maria Miraglia, [Italy] Sh. Ashok K. Bhargava [Canada], Dr. Muhammad Shanazar, [Pakistan], Dr. Roghayeh Farsi [Iran] and Dr. George Onsy,[Egypt]. The result of this contest in which around 100 poets from across the world participated, was declared today:
1) ABEGUNDE SUNDAY OLAOLUWA (WINNER OF THE “WORLD UNION OF POETS PRIZE 2016)
2) REENA PRASAD (2° PLACE);
3) MARIBELLA GENOVA (3° PLACE);
4) CAROLINE NAZARENO – GABIS (4° PLACE);
5) DEEPA CHANDRAN RAM [5th Place].”
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“WORLD UNION OF POETS CELEBRATES THE POWER OF POETRY: AIMS TO BRING A REVOLUTION IN THE CONSCIOUSNESS OF TIME. Dr. J.S. Anand, from India, Ambassador of WUP, and General Directo…
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NaPoWriMo 22 : Epitome of Friendship
Friendlessly yours
Holding hands across a screen
Tasting the tears that roll down your cheek
and trying not to let mine hurt you
Putting in smileys when cracks begin to show up
Connected but without being plugged in
© ReenaPrasad
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NaPoWriMo 20: Tag
In a harsh sandstorm
A starling tags a sweet note
A dusty theme song
©Reena Prasad
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NaPoWriMo 18 : Joie de vivre
The last poem
And when the earth gave a mighty heave
and rested its last unbroken piece
on a jagged cliff, a sift occurred
Poets being more surefooted than the rest
were left on the narrowest of ledges
“Bring your best poem, only one. The best”
came the cry,
“See that red world floating on the ocean
that is where the best will survive!”
And I threw myself into the blue sea
for a poem you had made me
and within me were a thousand poems
of yours, each one the best
written with your breath
and there wasn’t between them
any comparison or enmity
What joie de vivre was in that fall!
The splash drenched this world
where I lay dreaming
©Reena Prasad
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NaPoWriMo 15 : A Limerick
The smiling camels of Oman
Two camels in the country of Oman
had teeth larger than mouths and they felt wan
They met a nice orthodontist
who put the teeth in some wire twists
and soon they became part of a smiling clan
©Reena Prasad
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NaPoWriMo 11 : Et tu Brute?
Seasons
In an afternoon that wore the garb of dawn
clouds sat upon their gold
and a lone gull upon the hull
As a gull-nado swept the skies,
the boat started to rock
The ones who came with me could not stay long
The ones I found were soon lost
The ones who agreed to row
were nowhere to be seen
I became the boat
and they all-
the sea
Into the storm I went
whirled around by the waters
that had floated me before
The season changed, the migrants left
The lone gull moulted
revealing a black head
Et tu Brute?
well then, let me drown
©Reena Prasad
