NaPoWriMo/ early bird prompt


self portrait as patriarchy’s favourite devi

 

You landed a better deal, my abductor
Your ordeal ends with the flames
with a whole year of rest in between
Ten heads aflame but how proudly you return

Mine begins afresh, every second
is a new test. Though you have ten heads,
I bear more silly crowns
on this lone one of mine

Balance is more difficult when all around
fools and weaklings abound
Abandoning them all was what I should have done

To be burnt on a stake by your enemy
makes you almost a Jesus, taking care of the sins of
all around
Compare it to the ignominy
of being publicly roasted by one’s own dearest
That I emerged unscathed is no consolation

Sunk below redemption, I shall never return
I know I leave behind a race that learns no lessons
©reenar
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GloMag April18 – Remnants


Remnants in GloMag April 2018

GloMag is the coming together of writers in their diverse manifestations, thoughts, and expressions, and the visual interpretation of these. Sometimes the original thought of the writer gets completely lost in the interpretations. Visual aids help us to decipher the writer’s intentions, and at the same time, enhance the reading experience – page 232

Source: GloMag GloMagApril18 – Page 232

“WORLD UNION OF POETS CELEBRATES THE POWER OF POETRY”


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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…

Source: “WORLD UNION OF POETS CELEBRATES THE POWER OF POETRY: AIMS TO BRING A REVOLUTION IN THE CONSCIOUSNESS OF TIME. / Issued by: Dr. J.S. ANAND, AMBASSADOR AND GENERAL DIRECTOR WUP

NaPoWriMo 18 : Joie de vivre


pic credits : Reenaprasad, Al Baleed , Salalah

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

 

 

 

 

 

NaPoWriMo 11 : Et tu Brute?


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Gulls in flight over Marmara Sea, Turkey                Photo credit: ReenaPrasad

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

NaPoWriMo 10: Where would you like the wind to take you?


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Photo ©Reenaprasad

Where would you like the wind to take you?

I never want to leave
leaving you under the sand
(What can the rain do for me?
Bring you back as petrichor?)

fervently wanting to believe
the small kerchief alone
would be ravaged by time

with burning feet I walk
relishing the heat
trying not to scatter sand
over your cherubic sleep
though under careless footfalls
you might lie

the sun miraculously
mining sweat from tears
trying to worm its way
to a frozen slab
I hide in my heart
dreamlessly cradled
shielded from every rain
except that of love
and cloudbursts of remembrances
forever doomed to extreme youth

Don’t take me, wind
ever away from this place
A baby must never be left alone
©Reena Prasad